Listen to the Music Puns

Quaran-tunes!

Prague rock.

He says: “This shit bumps!”

The turbine says “I’m a massive heavy metal fan”

A WakkaWakkaMan.

Because it stinks.

The Rolling Stones

...but the urge is always just a whim away, a whim away, a whim away...

He was the greatest Metro Gnome ever.

Dorothy: Toto, I don't think we're in Africa anymore...

But my stylus is broken, so I can do neither.

Listening to "In the air tonight",

From the other room, in perfect timing, yells out:

"I CAN PHIL IT, COLLINS IN THE AIR TONIGHT"

I was listening to music with my dad recently and we were taking turns playing songs. I played the song “time has come” by the band Europe, from the hot rod soundtrack (Hilarious movie btw). I pointed to my phone and said “Europe!”. My dad yelled “I’m up? Alright!” And started looking for the next song to play. I was like “No! EUROPE” and he was like “I KNOW, IM UP” and proceeded to play the next song. Afterward he said he was just fucking with me. A true dad moment. Thought you guys might appreciate.

The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave.

Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."

He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."

So the magistrate kept listening, "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate.

He stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."

For all of my life, my brain has played a soundtrack. At all times, in all places, I hear music going through my head, from the moment I awaken in the morning until I go to sleep at night. I can only shut it off by listening to other music, watching a movie, etc. but it soon starts up again once the outside source of stimulus is removed.

Yesterday I was travelling. When I visited the restroom prior to boarding my flight, the the music in my head suddenly switched tracks from "I've Been Everywhere Man" (that got really old after the first hour. Oy!) to "Africa" by Toto. "That's odd", I thought to myself, "the music in my head usually doesn't switch tracks unless something has changed around me." I finished my business, cleaned up, stood up, and turned around to flush.

Then I saw it. There, emblazoned on the porcelain, was the word "TOTO". The manufacturer of the toilet. "Nice job, brain, funny, hah-hah," I thought to myself.

The song in my head came to an abrupt halt. Silence, for just one moment. Blessed silence. Rare for me. Then I realized. My brain was giving me time to digest the previous joke. Waiting for me to think I'd arrived at the punch line. Pausing for a beat before it delivered the next one. "Africa" started over again, telling me exactly why the DJ deciding songs in my head had picked this exact moment, this exquisite situation, this exact set of circumstances to deliver the internal Dad Joke of the year:

"Doodoo doo-doo doodoo do dooooooooo...."

Driving with Dad listening to some pop music station. Meghan Trainor comes on the radio.

Dad: "Hey did you know that Muslims love Meghan Trainor?"

Me: How do you know that?

Dad: "I just heard they're Allah bout that bass."

So I'm just going to begin this story with myself coming home from school after a long day. My sister after doing everything around the house asked me if I could walk the dog. "Yeah sure! No problem." No problem. So I plug in my headphones and leave to take her for a walk. So I left the house and within 5 minutes my dog had sat down and refused to move until at least 10 people had passed for no real reason. She then proceeded to rear up on her hind legs and drop possibly the biggest crap pattie I had ever seen come out of this dog. Luckily for a change I have bags so no biggie, I pull one out, bend over and suddenly my music gets slightly quieter. Now, after a long day of studying and tests and whatnot I didn't really notice what had happened until I went to stand up and felt the slightest resistance in the cord, I look down only to see my earbud covered in dog crap. I had no choice but to un plug my headphones and abandon them like a wounded soldier in battle. Of corse I come home to see my dad and my sister sitting on the couch talking about their day only to see me walk in looking a bit angry. "Hey what's up with you?" My Sister asks, "Like why do you look so grumpy?" In my mood after this irritating mishap I can only grumble "I dropped my headphones in her turd" I reply, only for my dad to retort with "Hey, how about you stop listening to shitty music for a change!"

I hope you enjoyed the story of my struggle, he said this and all I could think of was posting this.

My friend was having a house party with about 15-20 of our group of friends. The music was pumping everyone was drunk , hyper and we were all in her living room having a great time. On top of the fireplace was this little elephant ornament.

So I gathered everyone around, turned the music off and made a big deal of making it seem like I had something really important to say. I completely killed the mood but all in the name of a good joke, amiright? I say, with as straight a face as I can manage, "Listen, I know we're all friends here but I think its time we all talk about the elephant in the room... It's right over there on the fireplace".

Cue groans and a few laughs. Mostly groans though... So worth it.

So last night I was sitting doing my homework and listening to music. The song that was on was the sound of silence cover by disturbed. I was just writing something down when my dad came in and I asked me what I was listening to. So I said "I'm listening to the sound of silence". And then he says "wow you're dumb I can obviously hear something". I the groaned and moaned for about 5 minutes.

6 year-old daughter: "Daddy, what is Neptune?"
Me: "It's the music you listen to when you take a little sleep in the afternoon, of course!"
8 year-old son, science-fan, face-palming: "Oh, dad."

My friend was listening to music, analyzing how the songs were made. I couldn't resist.

Friend: I'm trying to figure out how the vocals were recorded

Me: Probably with a microphone

Tim Horton's should play music by The Who and The Guess Who. Whenever someone is asked "Guess Who is playing this music" or "Who is playing this music", especially to younger people that don't listen to classic rock, they might not know. You can tell them, in a real coy (not Real McCoy) manner, that it is what Horton hears in the Dr. Seuss books. If they guess correctly, they could win a prize. If not, tell them either to really "Guess Who is playing this music" or "Who is playing this music", and see if they catch on.

*The idea for this is from listening to all the times my dad would make us Guess Who was playing the song in the car or he would say Who is playing this song right now and we would guess incorrectly until we caught on. It's a long running dad joke, so you better catch it before it takes off.

When I was a kid, a very long time ago, when one of my sibs or would ask,"what's for dessert?", my Dad would say, "dessert the table".

Naturally, my kids have heard this a million times, a true third-generation Dad-joke as my Grandpa used to say the same thing to my Dad.

Anyway, one time I was driving my daughter somewhere and we were talking about music. She asked me what kind of music Grandpa Small_e used to listen to.

I was about to start listing some of the atrists that were my Dad's favorites when she said, "Yeah, I know, music the table".

Tears were streaming down my face, I was laughing so hard.

A killer dad-joke turn around.

I was talking to my parents about what food I can eat in the morning, and how I'm pretty much limited to Greek Yogurt.

"Whats the difference between Greek Yogurt and Regular Yogurt?" Asked my dad.

"The bacteria is more cultured." explained mom

"What does that mean? Do they listen to classical music and frequent the art museum?"

Listening to Triple J (Australian music radio station) and witnessed this dad joke (probably not the exact words):

When you wear bacon thongs, you get rashers.

In the car with dad listening to music when California by the red hot chili peppers comes on.

Dad: Who sings this?

Me: Red hot chili peppers

Dad: Well they sound a lot better than the spice girls.

Me: God dammit Dad.

I come out of the kitchen with my tablet after listening to music while doing dishes

Dad: so did you program your tablet to do the dishes for you? I bet there is an app for that.

Me: -_- I think you need to work on your dad jokes™.

short pause

Dad: Is there an app for that?

Me: (－‸ლ)

We were in the car listening to a radio station that was going in and out and this was the conversation Friend: What is this? His dad: I don't know but it sounds like music Friend and his mom: groans Me: Laughs and writes it down

Plymouth Rock.

This shit bumps

The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave.

Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."

He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."

So the magistrate kept listening, "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate.

He stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."