There are such things as earworms. Those songs that stay in one’s head on repeat. I get those a lot. I mean, a lot. I will play a song on repeat, ad nauseam, on my iPod. Then I tire of it after about 200 plays and move on to the next song. It does amuse me when I still have songs I can listen to after such marathons. I suppose those are the true songs I like with the rest being earworms. Just in case you were wondering, the top 5 earworm songs according to a psychology study (Jakubowski, 2016 et al,) at one point in time were:
I can see that. I believe I myself have played each of those at least 50 times. Interestingly, some research hints that those more susceptible to earworms have thicker sections of the brain; and those tend to be smarter people. Just saying.
Anyway, I love the topic of earworms. For some reason it fascinates me. Now, lately, I have not only had songs on repeat in my head but also certain words. Specifically, I have had the french phrase “sacré bleu” running over and over again in my head. Why that is so is beyond me. It really is not a phrase I use. I find it silly when used in movies. Yet, it’s been on my mind.
I do have an idea. I think when I was younger, I would hear such a phrase in cartoons. And, lately life has felt a bit silly and whimsical, as well as surprisingly dumb. Well, not my life. But some people have been doing some things that just don’t make sense. And instead of doing a Homer Simpson “d’oh” imitation I have been shaking my head allowing the phrase sacré bleu to run on repeat. It is as good a phrase as any. But I am looking forward to my next phrase earworm. If only these things came with a roadmap.