Name That Tune

From time to time, while strutting down the street or hustling from store to store in a mall, I get a song stuck in my head that I just can’t get out. Sometimes it’s “Bitch” by Meredith Brooks, other times it’s “Under Pressure” by Queen or “Sleep to Dream“ by Fiona Apple, it just really depends on my mood and level of walking confidence. Sometimes the lyrics play a role in my song choice and other times it has more to do with the way that the beat and tone of the music matches each step. Either way, in those moments, the noise of my surroundings is drowned out by the music in my head and the song that plays up top is not just any song, it becomes my theme song - the score to my life.

So, maybe this is just confirmation for some of you that I’m ten types of crazy, but before you open a new browser window and Google “psych ward” and “St. Louis” hear me out. Wouldn‘t it be insanely interesting if everyone had an audible theme song?

I imagine that there would have to be some parameters to this concept, otherwise the world would be a loud bumbling mess of noise (as if it’s not already), but I have a solution. Each person’s theme song would only be audible to those who were looking directly at him/her, sincerely interested in who that person is and how they are feeling at any given moment. I’d imagine that sometimes the blank stares on someone’s face would be met with white noise and other times, when someone’s mind is racing, there would be a loud indecipherable mass of notes and words, but in between the two extremes would be a window into people’s lives that would either confirm or reject your physical impression of them. Instead of reading someone’s mind, you could hear their mood.

It’s very Ally McBeal of me to think this way, I realize. And since I know you’re wondering…yes, sometimes when I’m certain that no one is watching, I will dance a little to the music in my head. It’s not a big deal.