Your Daily Earworm

It’s tonight! Train, be swift!

Today I am celebrating the fact that I am able to go and see Kate Bush tomorrow in London. WOW!

I dreamt about Kate Bush last night.

More Kate Bush.

That cloud, that cloud looks like Ireland.

Yes, it appears to be Kate Bush week in my head, I’m sure you don’t mind. Countdown to 3rd September when I hope to be able to travel to London to see her.

Anyone who has ever suffered sleep paralysis (that state where your brain starts to wake up while your body is immobilised by sleep, and your dreams become real while you fight to wake up) will recognise the the nightmare state contained in this song. Not for the faint of heart, or small children!

GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY

Caught up in the Kate Bush mania preceding her concerts in London starting on Tuesday. I cannot wait.

Mmmm, yes.

I will never be able to listen to this song again without being reminded of Rolf Harris, convicted sex offender. Which is not what I want in my head when I’m listening to Kate Bush.

Came out of nowhere. I love The Dreaming, strange as it is.

Oops. Forgot to post an earworm yesterday. Here’s a cracker today, then.

I want to be a lawyer, I want to be a scholar, but I really can’t be bothered. Just gimme it, quick, gimme it, gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme (or words to that effect).