Audio therapy, for instance.
Like when you have an annoying tune stuck in your head.
This afternoon, my GF told me she had a bad case of 'The Birdie Song'. Not joking about that, she really did.
Anybody who lived in or visited Western Europe late 1981 through 1982 got some. Wiki it if you like, but please don't listen to it.
Fortunately, I had the treatment to hand; a heavy dose of 'Anarchy in the UK' by the Sex Pistols, followed by a tapered course of 'Something Else' by Sid Vicious.
After that she was nearly ROTFL, and the Birdie Song was cured.
A miracle of modern medicine, you may think, but there's no magic bullet.
Treatments have to be tailored to the infection. A good old-fashioned rock gig will clear most common advertising jingles.
Some advertisers have got the idea and use old rock in the first place. My treatment of choice for jingles is 'Sweet Gene Vincent' by Ian Dury,
live at the Brixton Academy.
For more insidious infections, like the pseudo-classical stuff that accompanies romantic TV dramas, stronger measures may be required.
In severe cases, I use Howling Wolf's closing piece from a live gig. Strong stuff; it lasts nearly 8 minutes, and the guitar harmonics are vicious.
Test your equipment beforehand, and monitor the patient throughout the treatment and for some time afterward.
I have found that raw PCM from CD is much more effective than compressed downloads.
Why is this in today's QOTD? Well, I have all the music mentioned here (apart from the Birdie Song), on CD, and the sound system,
and some surreal but possibly useful ideas.
Anyway, it's Friday. |
