OBSESSION spelled K-O-O-K-S
I have an obsession. It is entirely possible that I have been brainwashed into my complete and unquestionable love of a song. One little song appears to have stolen my soul.
The song in question?
She Moves In Her Own Way by The Kooks. It isn't even a single, just this unassuming little album track shoved into the middle of the 17 songs on the Kooks debut record.
This obsession is unhealthy. When Last FM updated last night, my statistics indicated I have listened to this song a remarkable 38 times over the past few weeks. That's 38 times when I am connected to the computer. This does NOT include the walking-about-time, the riding-the-EL-time, the dancing-about-my-flat-with-my-headphones-on-time. I assure you, the dancing-around-my-flat-with-headphones on AT LEAST doubles the song's play. My iPod counts this song at 53 plays. If I checked my iTunes at home I'd guarantee at least a 20 or 30 count. I must be approaching triple digits with this song alone.
(Compared to The Magic Number's "Forever Lost" which is tracking at Last.FM at 61... and that includes all gazillion CDs I have with that track on it that I've been listening to for YEARS now.)
The problem is, once I hear the song I want to hear it over and over and over and over AND OVER. While I've been listening to the Kooks record quite a bit, it isn't nearly as much as just this one little song. I'd like to think some outside source is acting upon me to cause this insane reaction to what is an inane little song. Brainwashing? It can't have come from the Kooks themselves as I missed their show in Austin. Is there a subliminal (and addictive) message in the simple hand claps and harmonies? Perhaps a band has finally made the liz-song-by-numbers... the song that includes every necessary bit and bob to warrant inclusion into the LIZ'S-SONG-HALL-OF-FAME. Perhaps. I'm sticking with the brainwashing theory for now.