The coffee shop on the ground floor of my building, which I have to walk by to get outside, often pipes in music from some godawful radio station or another, and whatever song they’re playing inevitably gets stuck in my head. Today it was particularly insidious: “Kokomo” by the Beach Boys. I practically ran back to my desk, jammed my headphones in my ears and hit play. My Nomad faithfully served up a couple of good tunes to blast that 80s shit out of my head: “Many Lives -> 49mp” by Final Fantasy and “Alright Alright” by Sahara Hotnights.
Whew.
[tags]beach boys, final fantasy, sahara hotnights[/tags]
Skirl | Dan Dickinson 
There’s a guy at work I do this to regularly, because: he’s extremely susceptible to it, it pisses him, and it amuses me to no end. Yesterday, I got the Honeycombs cereal jingle in his head.
Honeycomb’s big,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It’s not small,
No, no, no.
Honeycomb’s got
A big, big taste.
I feel confident that one day, he’s going to kill me in my sleep.
Fortunately I don’t know the song. But I appreciate the effort. Jackass.
Anyway, you’re not as bad as one friend from work who sent me the lyrics to a whole verse of Kokomo. I had to rush back to the headphones. Now it’s Sonic Youth that’s fixing what’s broken in my head.