This one has been pretty insidious.  My tinnitus woke me up about three o'clock this morning (it gets that loud sometimes), and before I knew it, I was humming three notes.  Actually it's only two notes; the first and the third are the same.  And it's killing me.

Think the notes the Wicked Witch's marching guards chant in The Wizard of Oz; you know, the "O-E-O" bit (Itself a delightful earworm seen here:

Well, in this case the chant belongs to a terrific song by one of my favorite bands, Blondie.  Featuring some of the greatest vocal-chord ripping screams by Deborah Harry, alas, Victor, the second to last song on Blondie's Eat To the Beat album also features the guys in the band offering a deep, sinister, ominous "ah ah ah" that works perfectly within the song, but is deadly when looped as an earworm.  I know the song well, and yet, all I can hear is the "ah ah ahs" that should be followed by one of Harry's gut wrenching howls, but, for me, is simply followed with more "ah ah ahs."

There are a lot of things I could say about Blondie and what they mean to me, including the fact that they were the first band I ever saw in concert.  (And, as I write this, the last one, too.  And Ms. Harry sounds great and is still smoking!).  As I'm not exactly sure what shape this blog will take I'll leave my thoughts about Blondie for later.  (Just quickly, while all of their albums are essential, don't dismiss The Hunter, a highly underrated collection that gets better with each spin.)

"Ah ah ah…"