THE SONG IS ENDED, BUT THE MELODY LINGERS ON

“The song is ended but the melody lingers on.

You and the song are gone.

But the melody lingers on.”

My mother hummed all the time. While she worked in the kitchen. While she sewed. When she was hauling a vacuum over the rugs and when she was tending the kids. I doubt she knew she was humming.

When I was studying music in college, I occasionally recorded myself, just to see how I might sound to an audience. Turns out, I was humming as I played. I had no idea I did that. Maybe it’s genetic?

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I’ve been to concerts where the pianist was humming. I’m sure they didn’t know, either (but I hope someone tells them).

Melodies get stuck in my head. They roll around and around. Sometimes, I have to think of another tune, just to change the recording. I’m sure this song is going to be playing until something replaces it.

Come to think of it, “The song has ended” has — for now — taken the place of the theme for “MidSomer Murders.” It’s a welcome, respite.

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18 replies

  1. Midsomer theme: “Music for Murderers” …..

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    • Oh, that one has been literally haunting my dreams. I need another lovely little murder. Although currently, I’m hearing a loop that I’m sure is a Chopin Nocturne. Pretty sure it was played on on of our murder shows … but I’m also sure I used to play it — when I was still playing.

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  2. Sometimes I get songs that I don’t like stuck to my head. Even songs that I hate. Fucking brainworms.

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    • It’s true.Sometimes I get lucky and it’s a snippet of Beethoven or Chopin … but it can also be the advert for the latest deodorant. Or (gads) “It’s A Small World …” which would drive anyone mad 🙂

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  3. I am not a hummer but I do talk to myself. Helps keep things clear in my mind 🙂

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  4. oh, yeah, I have spirited conversations with myself, or whoever is in there with me. sometimes I even win. Even as a kid I would try sentences out loud as a kind of rehearsal, I was a shy kid, and never quite sure what things would sound like unless I practiced. Mother said I used to tell myself stories or sing myself to sleep…

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  5. I don’t just hum, I’ll flat out sing to myself when a song gets stuck in my head. I have a tendency to verbalize my thoughts even when I don’t need to… and a lot of times, I don’t realize I’m doing it until my ears finally tell my brain, “Hey! This moron’s talking to himself! Do something!”

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  6. Ella had a lovely voice. The Canadian pianist, Glen Gould used to sing when he played too. I think it is a sign you are really into the music.
    Leslie

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