Three boys are singing in your church. Ages 4-9. The 4-year old is really belting. Their song is called “Gethsemane,” and you are really enjoying it. It has a folk/pop simplicity to it that fits the singers. It involves a lot of repetition of the word Gethsemane.
But there is a niggling reminder of something else. You work at it for a bit and finally you bring it up.
Stonehenge, by Spinal Tap.
You cram that association back into the bottle.