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6.6.22

The Whammy Man (aka, MONKEYS CHIMPANZEES)



Long ago, as a favor to a former relative (long story), I agreed to take her kid... somewhere, I can't remember. I'd just managed to strap the four-year-old hellion into her Apollo 2 car seat -- and finally figured out how to start the damned car (an early Volvo w/key-start in the trunk) -- when the car stereo started BLARING a Cher CD: "Gypsies,Tramps, and Thieves.
 
Normally, I'd have nuked the car from orbit (it's the only way to be sure), but then the kid in the backseat started singing her guts out, lyrics she was making up at the top of her lungs. I found myself paralyzed in fascination of the abomination before I scrambled for a pen and paper to write down what she was singing. It went something like this:

Born in a baggin of a baggeninbow
Baba put the pants on the bunny's no-no
Baba could poo whatever he could!
Bet a little monsta
Betta little monsta with baba poo...

[Chorus:]

MONKEYS, CHIMPANZEES!
We hear it from the people in the town
They call us... MONKEYS, CHIMPANZEES!
And every night all the men would come around
And lay the monkey down.

By that time I'd stopped breathing I was laughing so hard. If I'd had a modern phone (this was before smart phones), I would've recorded her act and she'd be an Internet pop sensation with more hits than that "fox sound" guy. So, why do I bring this up?

WHAMMIES, aka, "ear worms." Like when I was on the school bus getting beaten by bullies to the Bee Gees', "More Than a Woman." After that, you might really hate that song if you ever heard it again, thus for me it became: "Bald Headed Womaaaan! Bald Headed Woman to MEEEE!!" Anyway, whammy songs aren't technically bad, they're just catchy with an endless loop in there somewhere.

So, what are the worst whammies of all time? Most "modern" music is so repetitive as to be classified industrial noise; whabbling shopping cart wheels make better music. But if I were forced at gunpoint to make a list of the Top XX worst whammies? 
 
Here ya go:

Da-da's Top XX Worst Whammy Songs (in no order)
  • Nearly everything written by "Paul McCartney" (#2, who is, in fact, The Whammy Man)
    • "Band on the Run"
    • "Jet"
    • "Live and Let Die"
    • "Glands Across the Water," etc.
  • "Bittersweet Symphony" by The Verve
  • "Livin' on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi (you wanna throw a hammer at Bon Bon at each key change)
  • "Thriller" by Michael Jackson
  • "Wake Me Up Before You Go-go," by WHAM (why does this song exist?)
  • "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head" by Burt Bacharach
  • "Dancing Queen" by ABBA
  • "Kissed by a Rose" by Seal
  • "Macarena" by Who Cares?
  • Most anything by the Bee Gees
  • "Time Warp" by Rocky Horror Picture Show
  • "Willowcrest" by the Buddy Rich Big Band
  • And yes... the theme from "It's a Small World" (back in the '80s, Disney supervisors used to make you work SMALL WORLD as punishment for various transgressions; today they just induce sex change).
For the holidays we have these looping horrors:
  • Paul McCartney's, "A Wonderful Christmas Time"
  • Jose Feliciano's, "Feliz Navidad"
  • Andy Williams, "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year."
CURE for THE WHAMMY

You can rid yourself of the embedded whammy simply by listening to the song all the way through till it ends. ONLY THEN have you proven to your mind that the song WILL END. One day. But if you can't get rid of the whammy, MAKE FUN OF IT like that little kid in the back seat:

"MONKEYS, CHIMPANZEES...!"


NOTES:

X. I reviewed some Internet sites purportedly listing the 'worst ear worms of all time, and 'the worst songs of all time' and sadly for them and the artists listed, I'D NOT HEARD OF ANY OF THEM. And I don't want to. Being old is its own reward.

Y. The #1 French WHAMMY is apparently this song?? Whatever.

Z. Wait... after reviewing said lists... THIS is the Worst Song of All Time: "What Does the Fox Say?" Then again, it made me laugh it was so stupid, so perhaps it doesn't deserve that title... or maybe it does. Yeah, it does.

28.1.16

"The FEAR BUS" (Sung to, "The Love Boat") -- A Postmodern Carol (#26 in a Series of 47)




Well, since "Zika" means "Ebola" in the crapola language, it's time to dust this off.

The FEAR BUS
[sung to, "The Love Boat" with no apology to Paul Williams and Charles Fox]

FEAR... exciting and... pew!
Come aboard. We're expecting you!
And... FEAR, that dreaded transport.
Let it smoke... it floats back to you...
[screech of brakes and gunfire]
The FEAR BUS... soon will be making another run!
The FEAR BUS... promises horror for everyone...
Get a course on butt-clencher,
You hide from some psycho's rants...
[driver yells, someone cries]
And FEAR... will hurt evermore
[red light horn honk riff]
It's a broken smile... or a deadly snore.
[tires sing on wet pavement, explosion]
It's FEARBU-UUUUS!
Welcome aboard the FEEEEEEARRRRR BUS!

Ayuh.

Factually, this “emergency” Zika virus notice is so the Powers That Were have something to blame for the startling rise in birth defects caused by Monsanto chemicals and Fukushima radiation, among other things.


6.1.16

"(Talkin' 'Bout) My Education" (Sung to, "My Generation") -- A Postmodern Carol (#13 in a Series of 25)


Behold the new anthem for post-secondary education. Crank it.

Da-da's reissuing a few of these, featured in his third book...



(TALKIN' 'BOUT) MY EDUCATION

[sung to the tune of, "My Generation," with apologies to The WHO.]



People try to put it d-down (Talkin' 'bout my education)
Just because I goofed around (Talkin' 'bout indoctrination)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout indebted nation)

Hope I'm employed before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my education)

This is my education
This is my education, baby

Why don't you all t-t-trade away (Talkin' 'bout my allegation)
And don't try to sell what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my condemnation)
I'm not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my adaptation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my ed-d-d-ducation (Talkin' 'bout my education)

This is my education
This is my education, baby

Why don't you m-m-masquerade away (Talkin' 'bout your obfuscation)
And don't try to b-buy what they all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my suffocation)
I'm not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my demarcation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my ed-d-d-ducation (Talkin' 'bout my education)

This is my education
This is my education, baby

People pepper spray us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my fumigation)
Just because we sit around (Talkin' 'bout my liberation)
Things they do look awful s-s-sold (Talkin' 'bout your corporation)

Yeah, hope I die before I'm controlled (Talkin' 'bout my education)

This is my education
This is my education, baby

9.8.12

"Sixteen Scandals" (Sung to, "Sixteen Candles") -- A Postmodern Banking Carol (#18 in a Series)

Ah, there you are. Now we can have a better look at you.
SIXTEEN SCANDALS

[Sung to the tune of, "Sixteen Candles," with apologies to Dixon and Khent.]

Crappy earth day, crappy earth day, baby
Banks, we loathe you so...

Sixteen scandles make an ugly blight
But not quite like The Fed's lies tonight (Fed's lies tonight)
(Oh!)

Blow out their candles, make our wish come true
For we'll be wishing central bankers go out of business, too (out of business, too)

You're only sixteen (sixteen)
But you steal like umpteen (with political smokescreen)
You're the lyingest, heinous scam we've ever seen (gone in 2013)
(Dough!)

Sixteen dismantles and maybe mo
Done forever and ever for we loathe you so (we want you to go)

Your number's only sixteen (sixteen)
But you steal like umpteen (with media smokescreen)
You're the lyingest, money-grubbing regression toward the mean (money-milking machine)
(D'Oh!)

Sixteen scandles in our angry torches will glow
For ever and ever for we loathe you so (for we loathe you so)
For we loathe you so!!!


That's one!

[Sing Postmodern Carol #17]
[Sing Postmodern Parenting Carol #19]
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