Jukebox

For some inexplicable reason I woke up this morning humming an old Rod Stewart tune - You're in My Heart (The Final Acclaim).

Now I don't own any Rod Stewart CD's/MP3's or watch VH1 or listen to Magic on the radio. So for what reason on God's earth did I wake up with this tune in my head? I don't even remember ever hearing it before to be honest, and it's taken me pretty much the best part of an hour to browse the Interweb looking for audio links so that I could identify the culprit.

So how then, did this ditty end up reverberating around my brain? Well, I do tend to sleep with the T.V. on (much to the annoyance of the Mrs), but I've checked last night's schedules and there is nothing within them that would even hint at having this song played as part of the programme.

So it must be an advert then?
Well, with the amount of T.V. watching that goes on in my house I'm pretty sure that I would recognise it.

And I don't.

So I'm lost. Somewhere in my head is an archive of old tunes that I have possibly only ever heard once, and it's spitting them out of an evening as if my cerebellum is some sort of sub-cognitive jukebox. Last week I was reprimanded by a colleague for whilstling 'Billy Ocean - Get Out Of My Dreams (And Into My Car)'.

I'm too scared to sleep tonight.

UPDATE:
I've been thinking about this, and working with Shazam! has made me think. So ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you the concept of 'Spazam!' . If you wake up in the morning like me, in fits, and contorted in agony at the horrible tune ringing in your head, and you know that you won't be able to sleep at night until you've worked out just who is responsible for that noise. Then either call me - if you know my number - or mail me (you'll find my email link on your left), with a recording of yourself humming (or whistling) the tune. Spazam! will promise to identify the tune (from just a few bars of badly hummed chorus) within a 24 hour period.

I, and my dedictated team of volunteers are here to help.