I am convinced this seemingly innocuous string of TV station IDs has a message it’s trying to get through to me, and I am going to listen until it does.
The eight-note synth-tuba motif will haunt my dreams tonight, I think.
I have now recorded the entire soundtrack of the YouTube clip and looped it so it runs eleven minutes and fourteen seconds.
I’m listening to it now. Again.
You think I’m joking.