Rituals Must Be Observed

It's that time, again.

Not an earworm. Just a part of my life, annually appreciated.

Earworm of the Day: My Name Is Jack

At least this week, it wasn't my usual Manfred Mann earworm. Not that singing about living in the back of the Greta Garbo Home for Wayward Boys and Girls is anything to be proud of... especially looking back over the stink it raised in some circles:

In June 1968, the following single, John Simon's "My Name is Jack", was recalled when the US company Mercury Records complained about the phrase "Super Spade" in the lyrics, which referred to a Haight-Ashbury drug dealer. The release was delayed by a week until the offending name was re-recorded as "Superman";^[9] however, the UK hit single version retained the original lyric.

Oh, as an afterthought, I thought I'd mention that one of the Bond girls was related to the lead singer in the above video, as was the whiny princess opposite Schwarzenegger in Conan the Destroyer (she was also in the TV series, The Wonder Years, but that's not important, really).



Update June 2021: Another link, a live performance, since YT seems to have yanked my original link

Earworm of the Day: We Ain't Got Nothin Yet

This was the stuff my parents didn't want me listening to, the stuff that led to sex and drugs and all that is evil in the world...

Okay, they didn't really say that. My folks were less inclined to object to loud rock music on moral principles, and more because it seemed simple-minded, repetitive, and suffering from vocalists who shouted rather than sang.

Which, in truth, was part of its appeal.