Monday Earworm: “Weird Al” Yankovic

If you know me, you can make up your own introduction for this song.



Monday Earworm: Hozier

There’s a lot of cultural stuff going on this week. Mardi Gras, Valentines’ Day, and Ash Wednesday are the big things I can think of right now. So celebrate how best makes sense to you, but here’s what I’m going to do: have some King Cake, write a poem or a love letter, and then make a Lenten promise.

How about you? Are you doing anything special this week to commemorate any of this exciting stuff? Anything else you’re celebrating or observing? Tell us in the comments section!

And in the meantime, enjoy this short film, which is far superior to the actual official music video for this song.


Monday Earworm: Billy Joel

This might be the perfect rock song.

Now that I have a standing desk for my computer at work — and now that this particular song has been stuck in my head for a few days — I’ve been playing this video every morning while I check my email. And dance. The dancing is key. It improves my whole day because it starts my work day off well, with a happy transition in the morning from music to productivity.

Plus, when my colleagues come by and see me dancing, it cracks them up and puts them in a good mood, too.

But why, I can hear you asking, is this the “perfect” rock song?

The music has a ton of energy. Enough to make you want to dance. In fact, try not to, and if you are successful, check your pulse.

The lyrics have very little repetition, and what repetition is there has been cleverly tweaked to demonstrate astute form (such as in poetic anaphora) or else is used to bring the theme of the song full-circle. The lyrics are also meaningful — and not misogynistic. Billy Joel fills up almost all the space in the song with those meaningful, optimistic lyrics. The song acknowledges the imperfection of life while still offering enthusiasm for the future.

And there’s still room for some fun guitar work between the verses, so people who believe that a rock song can’t exist without a guitar solo still get to check off that box.

The song is just the right length: playable on the radio but not so fleeting that you feel cheated. And it’s just the right amount of time for an early-morning dance break at work.

The video is also just really fun to watch. How could you go wrong here?

What’s your favorite get-up-and-get-moving song? Tell us in the comments!


Monday Earworm: The Monkees

I can’t really make any excuses for this one. I had a crush on Davy Jones when I was fourteen. It dissipated pretty quickly after that, but I kept liking The Monkees all the way through high school.

I wonder if this has anything to do with why I prefer Richard Hammond to James May or Jeremy Clarkson? Nah, probably not. They’re all goofballs. (And actually, James May seems like the most sensible one of them, though I admit that bar is pretty close to the floor.)

Anyway, this song was stuck in my head this morning while I was getting ready for work. No idea why. Now it is yours.

Monday Earworm: James Hill

Several years ago, my husband decided he wanted to learn to play the ukelele, and he taught himself to over the course of several weeks. It was fun to listen to him doing it; he picked it up pretty quickly, I thought, especially considering he had only one or two actual lessons and then just did the rest with a book.

I’m pretty sure he could, with only rudimentary instruction and an encyclopedia (or YouTube at least), teach himself to build a fully functioning house.

Anyway, about the time of the short-lived ukelele hobby, he introduced me to the music of James Hill. This video is amazing, probably one of my favorites ever.