Human memory is a strange thing. Last night, I had a snippet of a song stuck in my head; I frantically googled the few words that I could identify from the lyrics, and some phonetic variations, because I knew I couldn't trust my hearing or my memory, but no avail.
Was I misremembering the lyrics? Or was the song just so obscure that nobody had written down the lyrics and posted them online? I could remember the feel and sound of the song and could vaguely identify that it was a rather indie, or I could say hipster-y, maybe with a touch of funk, and rather recent, but who knew, it could have been from the 80s. Either way, I thought it sounded like the kind of thing that would be obscure. What is more, I really couldn't have said where I heard the song, or when. Judging by how free of context the memory was, I guessed that it was probably at least a week or two ago that I heard it. I had an inkling that I hadn't actively played the track myself, that it reached my ears in some radio-type situation (I don't listen to the radio), maybe at a café or shop (Starbucks and Uniqlo sprang to mind), or in some youtube playlist that somebody had linked on facebook.
Googl'ing the lyrics didn't work, and I had so little information I could articulate that I couldn't possibly ask the lazyweb for help; eventually, I just went to bed.
Today, looking for something completely different, I was scrolling through my twitter profile, and noticed this tweet.
Improbably, this was a link to the very song I'd been looking for. It had been washed into my ears some two weeks ago by thesixtyone, a fabulous indie music website, it was just as catchy as I recalled, and just as obscure as I thought it might be. The lyric I remembered, too, was spot on:
I fall in love, again and again and again and again and again
Tip Top by Jon Braman. Ukulele Hip Hop. This is, without doubt, one of the highlights of my day.