So, GREATLY appreciated the recent blog post title by Hipster Birders, "Rock me, Ammodramus" about the sparrows they'd been seeking. SO much so that I had to comment. And got this in reply:
"We've been really wanting to see the Ammodramus sparrows since we've moved here,
and I've actually been singing that tune for weeks."
So, THAT brought up this topic: music, biologists, and earworms.
And reminded me of years ago, when I was being hounded by Hemizonia.
This is the genus of a common plant at my research partner's and my study site.
EVERY DAY, once that plant (tarweed) bloomed,
and I passed it on the way to our study site,
the Hemizonia record would start spinning ROUND and ROUND in my head
to this tune--substitute "Hemizonia" for "Paranoimia"
(specifically it's the singers that come in 1:25 into the video):
Made me wonder just how many of us, during whatever obsession (required or otherwise) we're enduring, have had songs adapted by our brains into something subject-relevant, then repeated again and again.
This was not something I TRIED to do.
I didn't search my mind for song lyrics and compare them to
the myriad biological terms I have in my brain.
It just happened.
Thankfully, I DO enjoy the above song.
Tho' what was in my head was mostly just those voices,
repeating Hemizonia, over and over. And over.
hee.
Well, I suppose that's just one of the dangers of knowledge.
You never know where it will take you.
Has this ever happened to you? Do tell. =)
And now, this biologist, must break away to dance in her kitchen.
=) bb
I didn't search my mind for song lyrics and compare them to
the myriad biological terms I have in my brain.
It just happened.
Thankfully, I DO enjoy the above song.
Tho' what was in my head was mostly just those voices,
repeating Hemizonia, over and over. And over.
hee.
Well, I suppose that's just one of the dangers of knowledge.
You never know where it will take you.
Has this ever happened to you? Do tell. =)
And now, this biologist, must break away to dance in her kitchen.
=) bb
