thoughtfulBut I always forget that I hate it until I hear the chorus. I blame my next-door neighbour from about 10 - 15 years ago. He used to play that one song over and over again at 2 in the morning with the only light in his house coming from the muted TV. It was during the summers, 'cause I remember Mum, me and my brother being the only ones in the house as Dad was away for Harvest. The song scared the absolute bejeesus out of me. Mum and the other neighbours used to talk about how it wasn't appropriate behaviour for the guy to play loud music that late and that loud, but they only ever called the police once to complain about it.
The poor guy had lost his wife under incredibly tragic circumstances. She was pregnant with their first child, and worked as a nurse. She had just gotten home from work one morning (he had already gone to his job) when she started to have a really bad asthma attack. She rang the hospital said "It's A, I need an ambulance." and hung up. It took the hospital a while to work out who needed the ambulance. It took them too long.
She died before they got there, and basically it f***ed her husband up for life. It was after that he started to play that one song over and over again. And ever since, I've associated that song with death and loneliness and the things that go bump in the night and the things that don't.
I wish I didn't hate the song but...it still scares me on some level. I don't even know what the song is about but the tune sounds like something I would normally want on my life's soundtrack
The power of music always amazes me.
