Everyone has had the experience of having a song stuck in their head, which they can’t remove. It’s why there’s the term “earworm.”
But the thing that bothers me more than a so-called legitimate earworm, is when I happen to think of some phrase that is a match, either by being one word off from the lyrics of a genuine earworm, or simply by fitting into the meter of a genuine earworm - and then having the altered earworm running through my mind. And I can’t get it out.
I’m cooking dinner for myself and my parents tonight. For the first time in a while I’m making meatloaf, and I’m doing it by ear, instead of by recipe. So I just opened up the oven to take a look. And the progress looks promising. It even smelled good. So I thought to myself: “It’s beginning to look a lot like meatloaf.”
And now I have Frank Sinatra singing it to me, and making me think of meatloaf in the Grand Hotel, and one in the park, as well. The sturdy kind - that doesn’t mind the snow!
So, someone - please - give me a new earworm clone to make Frank shuddap about giant meatloaf!