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#memory jukebox (5 posts)

Jesus, I kept hearing snatches of this ethereal music on the wind and I wondered what the hell my memory jukebox thing was up...

Jesus, I kept hearing snatches of this ethereal music on the wind and I wondered what the hell my memory jukebox thing was up to…

someone on my block is DJing an ambient set in his backyard

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Realizing I just can't ask people "wait what is that playing? do you hear that?" anymore because it might actually be the memory...

Realizing I just can’t ask people “wait what is that playing? do you hear that?” anymore because it might actually be the memory jukebox thing, and I might look crazy cause I’m legitimately hearing something in my head (bcuz I’m legitimately crazy)

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What is the memory jukebox thing?

Anonymous asked:

What is the memory jukebox thing?

Ever since Covid got into my brain in 2020 (or maybe with one of the subsequent cases where it created other “long” symptoms), if my mind picks up on some song it will start to hear it in the patterns of the incidental environmental noise around me – with the accuracy of a perfect recollection I can’t consciously realize, I’ll often reenact a song this way and then be like “oh, I forgot it had this part”.

In mentioning this around at least 1% of people consistently respond “wait everyone doesn’t do that?”

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God, I have so fucking often in the last year been thinking/remembering about a song, as you do, and then been like "OH SHIT, is...

God, I have so fucking often in the last year been thinking/remembering about a song, as you do, and then been like “OH SHIT, is that someone playing that exact song in the distance right now?!” all excited before I remember that’s just how the memory jukebox thing works.

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Yeah, even though I don't have flat feet anymore (and setting aside that I'm 40) I could never be a soldier now off the memory...

Yeah, even though I don’t have flat feet anymore (and setting aside that I’m 40) I could never be a soldier now off the memory jukebox thing, I’d be keeping watch and totally miss the sound of the enemy creeping up on us cause I was hearing it as fucking Mega Man tracks or something

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