Something I’m good at.

Here is something that I’m good at: ignoring Alex’s deadlines for these Blog Carnival posts.  Sorry Alex!  But that’s not what this post is about…

When I first saw this topic, I decided that I’d take the self-deprecation route and write about how good I am at worrying, or not tidying up after myself, or finding other things to do instead of finishing my university degree.  But when I sat down at my desk on my bed, to put pen to paper fingers to keys (oh, that sounds lame), I spied the following piece of paper, and changed my mind completely:

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This is one of many pages full of song lyrics that I printed in 2005.  Nearly ten years ago, I used to find song lyric quizzes on the internet, and keep hard copies in my binders to occupy myself during particularly dull classes at school.  Considering I just wrote about how much I love music, it’s hardly shocking that I also love music quizzes and trivia.  And, I’m not going to lie – I’m bloody good at them!  I’ve been on RocKwiz (twice), and since worked for them (and contributed questions of my own).

Music panel shows like Spicks and Specks and Never Mind the Buzzcocks can bring out my competitive side.  They may exist primarily for comedy, but I’m all about the quiz content.  Sometimes I spend hours completing music quizzes on Sporcle, or solving NME crosswords.  And every now and then, when I’m re-organising my stuff (or getting ready to move house, again), I pull out these old lyrics quizzes.  I’ve been filling blanks on these same pieces of paper for years, yet every time I take a fresh look, I find myself solving a few more clues.

I don’t know why my brain works this way, but it’s somehow wired to remember guitar riffs and song lyrics.  I’ve met many a person who can tell me that they love a song, but don’t know what it’s called, or how the lyrics go – but I can’t help retaining that kind of information.  I’ve impressed friends by identifying songs from the most cryptic or lateral clues; once I was asked if I knew “that song from the 90s that wasn’t by Alanis Morissette”, and correctly identified it as “Bitch” by Meredith Brooks.

Lyrics quizzes have not only tested my memory, but they’ve also taught me things.  Throughout the early 2000s, I learnt to use Excel after discovering a wealth of music quizzes available for download (there’s a good archive of them here, if you’re interested).  Memorising quotes for school exams was easy once I put them to a tune.  And my skills have earned friendship and respect at the pub, after winning beer (and other prizes) at various trivia nights.

Just for fun, I thought I’d end this post with a lyrics quiz of my own – just like the ones I used to create for my livejournal, back in the day.  Obviously Google makes it quite easy to solve this kind of thing, so I’m not going to offer any prizes other than the satisfaction of knowing that you worked out the answers without cheating.  Have fun.

1.  I’d rather put on a film with you and sit on the couch, but we should get on a plane or we’ll be missing it now.
2.  Remember me whenever noses start to bleed.
3.  Last time that we had this conversation, I decided we should be friends.
4.  Entertain you, celebrate you, I’ll be back to frame you.
5.  Take a chance on a rumour, heard from a friend, that something is gonna change.
6.  Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup.
7.  You went back to what you knew, so far removed, from all that we went through.
8.  How can I, when you won’t take it from me?
9.  Got a code three, need back-up, bring me my bright pink fluoro jacket.
10. My love is like a high prison wall, but you could leave me standing so tall.

This post was written as part three of the Adventures in TV-Land Blog Carnival, where a whole heap of blogs publish vaguely themed posts throughout the month of August.  If you’d like to learn more, and maybe take part, you can read all about it right here.  And if you’re wondering whatever happened to part two… well, it’ll make it up here sometime.  Maybe.



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