OOOoh, I like this one.
Tori Amos, "Spacedog" always reminds me of being forced by the circumstances to take a Greyhound Bus four hours across Georgia in the US, with the stinking inhuman dregs and no bathroom breaks. 'Is she still pissing in the river now?' indeed. Twas awful.

The radio 4 "Rule Britannia" medley sends me screaming and crying and twitching, as I had to listen to it at 5:30 AM on the clock radio everyday for three years.

I recently ended a job wherein I had to commute from near Reading into Bethnal Green, east London everyday. I listened to The Underground Song by those two doctors every day in the last week of communting, it really helped! "Wa-wa-wankers! They're all wankers!" Genius.

Lastly, my husband feels the need, whenever he hears "The Badger Song" to take a flying leap at me and tickle me during the "Ooooh it's a snake..." bit until I beat him away with a sofa cushion. So, very Pavlovian, the sound of it makes me nervous and jumpy. Damn the men.
(frookah, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 13:54, Reply)