Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I'm a little concerned that I might actually be a holla back girl


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I think this particular earworming really shows the potentially infectious nature of music. On Saturday I heard half of this song at the Gay Pride parade. I wandered off to find the float that was playing the song so I could get my dance on, but by the time I tracked it down, the song had ended. So I went on with my life and never gave it a second thought. TWO DAYS LATER, I wake up with the song stuck in my head. How does that happen? What was the song doing in my subconscious for two days? Why did it resurface? Granted, I was sick for most of those two days, so maybe my state wasn't conducive to earworming. Perhaps the song was just waiting idly in my subconscious for me to get better before it bounced around my brain for a while. Also, this song seriously earwormed me when it first came out. There was one day when I listened to it at least a dozen times. So maybe I was already primed for ear-worming? Maybe the earworming neural networks had already been laid down and were just itching to drop some neurotransmitters into the synaptic cleft? I dunno.

Investigations continue.

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