Ok David It’s Time To Leave

When you arrived a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t recognize you. You were like a noisy neighbour, partying until the wee hours of the morning and keeping me awake at night. Your lyrics, seemingly out of nowhere, began repeating loops through my brain like a vinyl record with a skip. Day after day after day. Night after night after night. I knew those repeating words. I knew that voice. Finally I looked up the lyrics and there you were. David Bowie. How you got here I do not know. 

I generally don’t listen to a whole lot of lyrics any more. When I do listen to music, it is most often instrumental jazz. Music with lyrics, especially songs from my youth, jump into my overactive brain and stay for an extended visit. They ride the Ferris wheel of spinning gears, that exists as my thought process, with a long-term ticket This has been happening for at least thirty years. These days it happens if I hear a song as part of a TV show or a commercial, but I can’t for the life of me recall where I heard Modern Love.

It might have been on the show Trying, which is a wonderful British series currently on Apple TV about a couple trying to adopt a baby. The characters are lovable and quirky, the show is funny and well done. And it does contain some good music, although I don’t recall it containing Bowie. I might have been more caught up in the story than the music at that particular moment. Obviously David didn’t care because at some point, either during Trying or some other show, he entered my unconscious anyway. 

I love you David, I really do. I love your music and your words; but really, the last thing I need right now is a dead rock musician haunting my head. It is definitely time for you to leave.

Thank you for reading.

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13 thoughts on “Ok David It’s Time To Leave

  1. I completely understand. I recently had “Brick House” by The Commodores stick in my head like a fish hook because of an ad that was on tv for The Brick furniture store. Ugh. I hate ear worms and I somehow seem to be getting more susceptible as I age.

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  2. Maybe it’s a genuine haunting! ;-) I liked early David Bowie and still have all my early LPs of his. I have to say he certainly kept up with the times throughout his life – but that meant I didn’t relate to his later stuff at all and would find something from that era annoying. I listen to a lot of lyric music as in rock music but, although I quite like someone singing on them, I rarely care WHAT they’re singing!

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