Brains Are Amazing

Today, I was waiting in a coffee shop for a meeting with another student. Over the speaker system, some piece of Classical Music was playing. I hummed along idly while futzing around on my phone. I like this song, I thought to myself. What song is this? ... I don't know. Really? But, I DO know it, I just can't ... remember who composed it ....

Frustrated at the inability of my memory, I did what I always do when I'm lost, confused, or unsure: I consulted the internet.

Stupidly, I tried to "Shazam" but just ended up looking like a strangely limber girl stretching her phone towards the nearest ceiling speaker for no apparent reason. "Song cannot be identified" reported back Shazam. Of course not.

Disappointed, I gave up and went to meet with the student and study. Hours later, while sitting in the library, the song re-entered the forefront of my brain. Except this time, Brain slammed the answer down on the proverbial countertop with a little attitude:

Debussy. Doctor Gradus ad Parnassum. BAM. SUCK IT.

This isn't a novel experience by any stretch of the imagination. Everyone says "Oh, it'll come to me later." But ... WHY does it come to us later?! Or, more directly: I think Brain is awesome.

Think about it, while I was whimsically going about with my everyday tasks, Brain had overhead a few stray measures of a song WITHOUT LYRICS, tucked away the chords and notes in a crevice somewhere, and then feverishly compared it to all the composers & titles I had previously stored. What! That's incredible when you really stop to marvel at it.

You go, Badass Brain. Maybe I should've used you to be a scientist.