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I have no idea what exactly triggered the memory... but... a few weeks ago a single measure of a song crept into my head... and I couldn't place it, which meant that it became a weird sort of fragmentary earworm... a skipping record in the mind.
The weird thing about me and earworms is that the moment I place the song and I know precisely what it is - it ceases to bother me. Sometimes this process is instant, sometimes it might bother me for a few hours. There's one that has been intermittently circulating for years. I've actually become convinced that it's something I heard at a club once - and never knew what it was to begin with.
At any rate... the other morning recognition finally dawned on me, and I realized this recent one was from a cassette that I purchased ages ago. I remember it being December in Winnipeg... I was in high school - grade eleven, to be precise... sitting at the back of the Osborne bus on my way home and obsessively reading through all the liner notes. It was cold. I got off at Morley and transfered. It was a shorter walk from that bus stop.
I haven't thought about the album in years... only have the cassette... and no longer have a functioning cassette deck.
Some day I'll grab the record... but... for now... well... you can find most things online.
The weird thing about me and earworms is that the moment I place the song and I know precisely what it is - it ceases to bother me. Sometimes this process is instant, sometimes it might bother me for a few hours. There's one that has been intermittently circulating for years. I've actually become convinced that it's something I heard at a club once - and never knew what it was to begin with.
At any rate... the other morning recognition finally dawned on me, and I realized this recent one was from a cassette that I purchased ages ago. I remember it being December in Winnipeg... I was in high school - grade eleven, to be precise... sitting at the back of the Osborne bus on my way home and obsessively reading through all the liner notes. It was cold. I got off at Morley and transfered. It was a shorter walk from that bus stop.
I haven't thought about the album in years... only have the cassette... and no longer have a functioning cassette deck.
Some day I'll grab the record... but... for now... well... you can find most things online.
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