I’m pretty sure that we’ve all experienced this. You wake up in the morning, and have part of a song that’s just looping constantly inside your head. Right! Just this morning I’ve got Maria Muldaur’s Midnight At the Oasis glued on repeat in my brain. And, I feel the need to express how we tend to have songs played in our minds, for a short period of time, until something new comes along. In my past posts, I’ve talked about the music, and the mind, how it’s all interconnected with each other, and plays a vital part of not only song recognition, but flooding us with non stop memories. But, I feel the need to plunge myself more into this hemisphere of a topic, where songs just randomly come up in our minds, and we tend to think about them, or the melody is just glued to us, PERIOD. As you know by now, I’m always thinking about music. 24/7, I’m always thinking of either a record that I need to check out, a song that I recently heard, or even the somewhat bullcrap that we’ve all just witnessed at the 2025 Grammy awards. Anyhow, one of the things that I’m gonna need to highlight is how most of the time, either I check out a new song, I get the melody, or part of the lyrics are stuck in my head. But what’s interesting is how I don’t even know the reason behind this. Was it good, did it suck so bad? I really don’t know. But, I can tell you that there are many reasons behind this sort of mythology that I can’t even pinpoint exactly. Here let’s try with this one, Maria Muldaur’s Midnight At the Oasis. Now, if I’m going to be asking myself this question, why do I have this awkward song looping in my head. I’ll tell you instantly that it’s the melody, and how Muldaur interprets it within her vocals. Her vocals are soft, not rough at all, and perfectly fits along to the beat and the groovy strum of an acoustic guitar. It’s not really about the lyrics, because if you read them, they’re pretty messed up. But if I keep dwelling upon my opinion at how I interpret this song then at the end of the day, everybody can interpret the song differently than what I’m witnessing. And that’s what I call the beauty behind music and our minds.