There's something wrong with my head. This morning, on the way to work, a melody was mentally playing that cannot be eplained logically.
Specifically, the Hohenfriedberger March.
I am not Prussian. The victories of the Prussians against the other quarrelling tribes of Germany in the eighteenth century do not lubricate me.
Nice tune, though. It's boompy.
Nobody did boomp like the Prussians.
On the other hand, after having been at the office half a day, an entirely different tune is going through my head:
THE OTHER TUNE
[Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2kD1YUtA5o.]
It's been playing now for several hours.
It, too, is boompy.
The Brits do good boomp.
"YOU, SIR!"
I'm blaming what I ate for dinner last night. Perhaps I should have added more ginger. In any case, my dreams were vivid, and waking up was infinitely exciting.
Hook up with me, kiddo, and share the fun.
Boomp.
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3 comments:
Here's a fuller version of the little clip above: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=n6EMNn5u5uk
Piano players tempt fate more often than not.
Please don't shoot.
What is this thing that is this thing that is this thing that you ask?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7GYPf0JFl1M&feature=related.
Desolated.
I think... we should call it... 'New South Wales!'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Df-uemc-e3w&feature=related
Good name. Whatever.
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