I hope the aliens enjoy hearing the chorus of one song over and over again for days straight. I’ve gone to bed and woken up with the same single-line on endless repeat.
Listening to the song all the way through can often be a cure for this. Just passing on something I read online and tried successfully after this driving me crazy many times. Apparently if you listen to part of a song without finishing it sometimes that can trigger a part of the song playing over and over in your head
This has never worked for me.
One weekend, back in college, my roommate and I had Take Me Home, Country Roads stuck in both of our heads for an entire weekend. At first, we tried to smoke it out by playing it once, no dice. Then we tried to nuke it by blasting it on repeat, full volume, for a long while. The two of us were still humming it the next morning. We just accepted our fate and it went away by Monday.
Sounds like it took you to the place you belong 😈 (West Virginia, etc)
What the aliens hear:
“A little bit of Monica in my life, a little bit of da da dum, da dum dum, da dadadada dadadum…”
“I wear my sun glasses at night so I can so I can, can something at night sunglasses I can”
The true version of the song.
The aliens will soon learn not to trifle with us, once their human friends are infected by a bad ear worm.
Baaaybeeee shark doot doo do do do do…
Reading this comment section was a mistake :(
When I worked at the office before the pandemic, a friend and I used to softly sing or hum a catchy song to influence one of our colleagues that sat next to us. Sometimes he came the day after and told us “You assholes! I’ve had this song in my head since yesterday and can’t stop singing it!” He took it very elegantly when we revealed we did this on purpose. :D
I think I’m special here. Most of the time if I’ve got a song on repeat and I’m tired of it I can think of a different song and play that instead. I just tell my brain, “Dummy, play The River by King Gizzard” and I’ll hear it. It’s nice.
The problem is there always needs to be a song going - there is no silence track. As soon as my brain notices that I’m not playing a song, it’ll play one for me, usually the last one I heard.
I have so many questions.
Have you tried meditating to get a few minutes of quiet?
Do you “hear” your thoughts / have an international monologue?
How detailed are these songs? Do they have just vocals? Harmony? Drums? Bass?
How many times do you have to hear a song before it becomes 'playable"
Can you play an instrument?
Do you have perfect pitch or is everything relative?
Not op but have a similar “problem”. Straight up an earworm machine over here. But I can control it for the most part
Meditation is not my thing but if the song is getting annoying or too repetitive on a certain part I will intentionally try to distract myself. I certainly do have a monologue that reads, speaks, etc “out loud”.
It only takes until i at least know a portion of the song enough to be able to sing along that I can play the majority of it ( as long as I don’t get stuck in what I call a lyrical loop where one verse will tie back to an earlier one). It always sounds as is, with the band as well. Even if I don’t know the lyrics I can hear the mumblings of that part.
- Sure, but this just replaces the music with the sound of my breathing. There’s always something in my brain. The only meditative peace I can get is in a flow state e.g. working out.
- Yup, damn near always. Yak yak yak goes the brain.
- Usually just vocals unless I focus on the music, or if it’s instrumental then I hear everything.
- Music that I can play in my brain on demand is usually music I listen to all the time already, with some exceptions. Don’t have exact data on this, but it depends on context - if it’s my favorite band then it’ll stick around after 1 listen. If it’s someone else or music I dislike it may take several listens.
- I play The Axe by which I mean a ukulele. Not particularly well IMO but it’s fun and relaxing.
- I don’t think so, but I can identify most songs I’ve heard before pretty quickly if I know the band or song name. It’s like an involuntary Shazam.
One, two, three four five, everybody in the caaaAAARRGH MAKE IT STOP
But I really don’t wanna
Hey, OP. Also, fuck you, thanks.
And I just lost the game. Damn it.
Sometimes, I would randomly start screaming loudly in my head in order to find out if there are any real mind readers.
Haven’t found any so far.
Sometimes me and my most beloved do this to each other. Just – you know – for fun.
Dumps like a truck truck truck
Hah! I don’t listen to modern pop music; and the music I listen to is stuff I love to death and can’t really get sick of. Prepare for a mix of death metal, king gizzard, old prog rock, talking heads and Peter Gabriel.
Edit: I feel like they’d try that once with me and then I’d play the Han-Tyumi, The Confused Cyborg suite and they’d never do it again.
Edit 2: I just remembered that there’s a series kinda like this, except with emotions called Transcripts by Squiggle Story Studios aka Michelle Kathleen Hodgson. The first 3~4 books are free on Reddit’s /r/hfy, but I think the rest is still patreon-exclusive. Definitely worth the read though.
Imagine the psychic damage taken when the playlist goes from Katy Perry to bullet for my Valentine to Michael Jackson
My most played songs are peeping tom by jamie berry, genesis by justice, lone digger by caravan palace and thousand griefers; now i’m curious about what would happen
I’m pretty sure there are a lot of musicians that could cause significant psychic damage by themselves.
Han-Tyumi the Confused Cyborg is literally about a cyborg who becomes obsessed with the idea of regaining his humanity, and in his pondering he realizes that in order to become human, he must become sick and then die. So he “built a machine, a human machine, made out of steel and soy protein. Born from a test-tube and into a vat; to live and to heave, and then die, just like that.” His human soy-munt machine rejects his authority, questioning what kind of sick god would create an intelligent being who’s only purpose is to vomit and die. So Han-Tyumi merges with his machine and finds the sensation of vomiting to be exquisite and intensely pleasurable. He proceeds to vomit until the universe is filled with vomit, the sheer mass of which collapses into a singularity.
Another one is Soundtracks for the Blind by SWANS. That whole album is disturbing. Its like a soundtrack for a top-shelf psychological horror movie that doesn’t exist. Iirc the album is supposed to be themed around sexual violence and domestic abuse, especially during childhood. It features a lot of really creepy tape recordings that were taken from a box of tapes that Jarboe’s father had from when he was an FBI agent. Turns out he kept personal copies of all the tapes he came into contact with, as well as recordings of every phone call in or out of their childhood home (he had wiretapped the phone because sometimes informants would call him personally). The album is creepy as fuck; I’d say the album is the only one I know of that inspires a feeling of dorcelessness.
Probably anything by Cannibal Corpse would cause some level of psychic damage (I don’t personally listen to them, but I know their music can be really fucked up, even by death metal standards).
Nursery rhymes would probably straight up murder them.
