Like a Splinter in Your Mind

Everyone remembers the tune but no one remembers the name. . .

It’s a common, yet uncommon experience.

You unexpectedly recall a song, something immensely draped with reminiscent thoughts and memories, but cannot recall the song’s name or singer. Is there any way you can track it down?

Perhaps you heard the song decades ago and it didn’t hit the zeitgeist bullseye at the time. It was on the periphery; an outlier.

So you forgot about it. 

Yet years later, it’s back in your head with a vengeance!

You check the music charts for that era. No luck. You hum the song to your smartphone’s resident genius, “Siri” or “Bixby,” to see if that helps. Unfortunately, not this time.

You’re now so desperate, that you risk having tomatoes thrown at you and hum the tune to anyone that will listen. Snake eyes.

As you play the tune again and again in your head, you believe you can recall the name. This method typically fails abysmally for me.

There’s one song that’s eluded me for years. In fact, I’ve recently started questioning whether I made it up.

The song below isn’t the one that got away, though I’m quite relieved to have randomly stumbled upon it after many lost years.

It was playing on a speaker system in a furniture showroom I happened to be shopping in of all places.

What’s your musical itch that can’t be scratched?

In that regard, we’re brothers, you know what I mean?

One of the things that The Midnight Special does is they introduce new groups. This is really a gas, because musicians like myself always want to hear what hot licks are happening. We have such a group here this morning. This group is called Stories, and they’ve got a hit record out now titled, Brother Louie. I’ve got a feeling we’re gonna hear a few more ‘Stories’ in the months to come. Here they are, Stories.

~Jose Feliciano