I sometimes meet a song that strikes something in me and I can’t let it go. A few years ago I got Tears for Fears greatest hits album and I put it while I cleaned. When Mad World came on, it … overwhelmed me. I was in awe of this song and I still am. I couldn’t stop listening to it. I read the words from the CD booklet and cried and wanted to listen to Curt Smith sing the words ‘happy birthday’ for the rest of my life. I listened to it fairly non-stop for a few weeks before it worked its way out of my obsessive bit and life moved on. I’ve done it with several songs before that and after, Rasputina’s New Zero, Faithless’s Evergreen [when she sings 'my funny valentine'], Imogen Heap’s Glittering Cloud and Conjure One’s Manic Star to name a few.

A few months ago when I was visiting with Weasel’s family Doodle had one of the chart video shows on TV. I am not very good at listening to multiple things any more [i.e. someone talking and listening to music/TV]. My hearing just can’t cope. So I only half pay attention and when I do it is usually to mock it [I can only hear the bass of some songs and they all sound like The Bloodhound Gang's Bad Touch to me]. Anyway, a video for a song called Somebody I used to know by Gotye came on and it wasn’t terrible, but I couldn’t really hear it. Two visits passed in this fashion.

Then, last weekend, I had cause to see the video again. I was finally intrigued enough and loved his mouth enough that when I got home I looked it up. I played the video 10 times then decided I needed to own it. Turns out that Weasel beat me to it, it was already on the music server.

I’ve listened to it approximately 100 times [it has been fun to look at my Last.fm charts, you can see my obsessions very clearly] and I do not think I can stop any time soon.

It makes me think of really amazing sex, the first 2:30 lovely foreplay [god the way he says 'addicted' swoon], 3:00 marks the climax and ends with intense aftershocks followed by snuggling [when the harmony comes in one the one refrain of 'somebody that I used to know']. The lyrics are so simple, but heavy. Like how ‘I love you’ is such an incredibly small phrase but the meaning is indescribable.

What interests me is that I will sometimes listen to Kimbra part as the roll of the ex-girlfriend, and sometimes I hear it as a current girlfriend.

What also interests me is that although I’ve not properly had a broken heart I can feel it when I listen to this. It is like when I picture my life without a Weasel in it.

I’ve re-read this 10 times, but I cannot make it better, my poor brain is still addled from the sedative I had earlier today. Went in for a bronchoscopy, everything looks really good. I got to come home thanks to a bed shortage. I’ll have another in six months when he’ll dilate my upper right bronchi. Good times.