Caught in a pitcher-plant song.

[cadhla]

I am working on a song -- which isn't unusual -- but it's the sort of song, that, well, doesn't want to end. Ever. It's like I'm stuck in a musical pitcher plant. The verses don't resolve to a conclusion, they resolve into another verse. Unless they resolve into a chorus, which only resolves into, wait for it, another verse

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[takaal]

Argh, the dreaded circle song syndrome. At least it hasn't hit the point where the chorus swings right back into the first verse... I hope?

[braider]

*grin* I got an email from Johnathan Coulton yesterday. I'd asked him if he'd heard of filk, and if he'd thought of coming to any conventions. He *has* heard, and he's been considering coming to something. ;-)

[vixyish]

Rand apparently emailed him a while back, suggesting that Coulton and Ookla join forces and take over the world. Coulton was apparently amenable.

I'm frightened, and thrilled. :)

[braider]

Ah, but *I* won't be at FKO. I'll try to talk him into OVFF.

[pensnuggles]

"This is the song that doesn't end; it just goes on and on my friend..." Lamb Chop, Hush Puppy and Charlie Horse.

*ducks and runs*

[batyatoon]

... that sounds remarkably annoying.