There is nothing any blogger fears more than the dreaded writer’s block.
I’ve been lucky. In over 12 years of blogging, I’ve never been bereft of ideas for more than a few days at a time. There has always been a thought, or an image, or an interesting piece of wordplay that has popped into my head without requiring too much effort.
However, it’s been ten months since I last wrote a parody song, a sideways look at the Brexit situation. At the time, I didn’t think that could get any more ridiculous. How wrong I was!
Anyhow, up until that point it had been plain sailing. 34 parodies in a little over three years, covering everything from blogging awards to Christmas, and from toilet training to sleep deprivation. Then, suddenly, I ground to a complete standstill.
And that’s the thing with writer’s block. It can arrive completely out of the blue. And, often, the more you strive to overcome it, the worse it becomes.
But now my muse has returned. Maybe it’s because we’ve got a karaoke evening with friends and our kids coming up soon. Or maybe I just stopped fretting about it. Either way, the ideas have started flowing again. So I thought I’d dedicate my first effort to mark my return from my long hiatus to that thorny subject of writer’s block.
And what better song to parody than a Righteous Brothers classic, which is just about to celebrate its 55th birthday? It’s a karaoke favourite, perhaps best known for featuring in the equally classic 1980s movie Top Gun.
Anyhow, here’s my version, sung with my usual tone-deafness. Don’t say I didn’t warn you …
You’ve Lost That Blogging Feeling (to the tune of You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’)
You cannot find the words any more when you write new posts
And there’s no cleverness like before when you need it most
You’re trying hard to work through it
But you know that you can’t do it
You’ve lost that blogging feeling
Whoa, that blogging feeling
You’ve lost that blogging feeling
Now it’s gone, gone, gone, whoa, whoa, oh
Now there’s no clever puns, no wordplay and no witty jokes
You can’t write narrative, every tool and technique is broke
It makes you just feel like crying
Cos you know your creative spark’s dying
You’ve lost that blogging feeling
Whoa, that blogging feeling
You’ve lost that blogging feeling
Now it’s gone, gone, gone, whoa, whoa, oh
WordPress, WordPress, you wish you had an opening line
If you could only write it, you’d be doing fine, yeah
You had a style, a style, a style that just flowed every day
But now, now, now, now it’s all slipped away
Desperate (desperate), desperate (desperate)
You’re on your knees (knees), knees (knees)
You need your muse (need your muse)
You need your muse (you need your muse)
But it won’t come back (but it won’t come back)
It won’t come back (it won’t come back)
Bring back that blogging feeling
Whoa, that blogging feeling
Bring back that blogging feeling
Cos it’s gone, gone, gone
And you can’t go on, whoa, whoa, oh
Bring back that blogging feeling
Whoa, that blogging feeling
Bring back that blogging feeling
Cos it’s gone, gone, gone
In fairness, it’s not like Tom Cruise and (a pre-ER) Anthony Edwards were significantly more in tune than me …
It’s probably best to stick with the original version, as sung by Bill Medley and, er, the other bloke. (It was Bobby Hatfield, before you go scurrying off to Wikipedia to look it up.) Medley, of course, is also famous for being one half of the duet behind Dirty Dancing‘s (I’ve Had) The Time of My Life. Now there’s another song to add to the karaoke list …
Parenting parodies
Thatcham Rhapsody (to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody)
Toilet Trained (to the tune of Wonderwall)
Fairytale of Thatcham (to the tune of Fairytale of New York)
Kids in Cars (to the tune of Life on Mars)
Won’t You (Buy Something For Me) (to the tune of Don’t You (Forget About Me))
Pretty in Pink (to the tune of Pretty in Pink)
Vote For Me (to the tune of Let It Be)
iPhone (to the tune of Payphone)
When Stars Die (to the tune of When Doves Cry)
Parent Bloggers (to the tune of Single Ladies)
BML (to the tune of Let It Go)
Mummy Mummy Mummy (to the tune of Money Money Money)
Dinner at Maccy D’s (to the tune of Breakfast At Tiffany’s)
Halloween (to the tune of Beautiful)
Smells Like Boys’ Bedrooms (to the tune of Smells Like Teen Spirit)
Stay in Bed till Eight (to the tune of Stay Another Day)
On My Blog (to the tune of It’s a Sin)
Another Brick on the Floor (to the tune of Another Brick in the Wall, Part 2)
Make It Stop (to the tune of Shake It Off)
Support (to the tune of Stitches)
One More Hour of Sleep (to the tune of Rolling in the Deep)
A Bedtime Story (to the tune of The Edge of Glory)
I’m Still Singing (to the tune of I’m Still Standing)
Cake at a Conference (to the tune of Cake by the Ocean)
A Weekend Blogging Conference (to the tune of The Sound of Silence)
Soft Play Down (to the tune of Disco Down)
You Can’t Have Too Much CBeebies (to the tune of The Sun Always Shines on TV)
Royal Wedding (to the tune of White Wedding)
A Boy Obsessive (to the tune of World In Motion)
Instagram (to the tune of Vienna)
Three Lions 2018 (to the tune of Three Lions ’98)
Readers’ Choice (to the tune of You’re Welcome)
Will I Win Readers’ Choice? (to the tune of Losing My Religion)
The Brexit Show (to the time of The Greatest Show)
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