Whilst perusing the ceiling tiles at work today (work is slow at the moment), I was puzzled over a phenomenon that occurred to me.
Why is it that a man of my age (I've just passed my half-century) cannot remember the beginning of a book when I am half way through, yet upon hearing one of today's new songs on the radio just a couple of times, I can whistle/hum/la-de-da the tune virtually note perfect with no encouragement from anybody or thing?
I find myself absent-mindedly joining in with songs on the radio without realising it.
I have a musical brain methinks and it is so bloody annoying when I forget characters within stories. Do you find yourself flipping back through the pages, trying to pick up the thread of the story?
1 comment:
Oy, music's in the other half of your brain, which is not so busy as the...whichever half you normally live in. Righthanded folks usually live in their Left brain, innit? If so music's a right brain thing...like having the piano in the spare bedroom.
I can usually recognize and name a pop tune from the last forty years or more in the first three notes.
Doug in Colorado
Also a musician.
Also over Fifty.
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