How Can I KEEP From Singing Along to the NYC Virtual Choir? (Because Seriously, It's Getting Out of Hand)
Ah, the NYC Virtual Choir. A beautiful testament to human connection, a stirring display of musical talent... and the bane of your existence if you ever dared to click on "How Can I Keep From Singing?" Let's face it, that song is catchy enough to burrow into your brain like a particularly enthusiastic earworm.
Symptoms of NYC Virtual Choir-itis:
- You find yourself humming "Since love prevails in heaven and earth..." while waiting in line at the grocery store.
- You hear sirens and immediately think, "Oh, that must be the 'tempest round me roars' part!"
- You start responding to emails with, "How can I KEEP FROM REPLYING?!"
- You've memorized the entire choreography (yes, there's choreography) from watching it on repeat.
Tried-and-Failed Methods of Escape:
- Earbuds? Joke's on you, that soaring melody just phases right through.
- Singing a different song? Nope, the NYC Virtual Choir asserts dominance like a musical lion.
- Meditation? Om mani padme... How CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING?!
- Asking Siri to play something else? Siri, unhelpfully, replies, "Here's the NYC Virtual Choir again!" (Thanks, Siri. Thanks a LOT.)
Desperate Measures (Use with Caution):
- Temporary hearing loss: Not recommended. You might miss out on important things like fire alarms or your boss yelling at you.
- Brainwashing yourself with another song: Baby Shark? The Macarena? Choose wisely, for the cure could be worse than the disease.
- Joining the NYC Virtual Choir (Part 2): Fight fire with fire, right? Maybe this way you'll finally get it out of your system. Or maybe you'll just be stuck singing it forever. The jury's out on this one.
In Conclusion:
We feel your pain, fellow strugglers. There's no known cure for NYC Virtual Choir-itis, but hey, at least it's a catchy tune, right? So next time you find yourself inexplicably belting out, "While though the tempest round me roars..." just embrace it. Maybe even break out some imaginary air conducting. Who knows, you might even inspire a singalong at the next bus stop. Just don't blame us.
