Singular Sensations

By Richard Leiby
Washington Post Staff Writer
Saturday, September 6, 2008

Warning: The next sounds you hear may hijack your brain.

"In the year 2525, if man is still alive."

"Here's a little song I wrote, you might want to sing it note for note."

" We are the world, we are the children."

Heard enough?

We haven't!

Please enjoy the music while your party is reached:

"Dominique, nique, nique/ S'en allait tout simplement . . ."

. . . followed by more indecipherable French sung by a high, trilling voice that drills like a demonic woodpecker lodged in your ear canal, its beak jackhammering incessantly toward your medulla oblongata . . .

The Singing Nun! A classic brain-invader.

Dominique, nique, nique . . .

MAKE IT STOP!


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