theres this ice cream truck that comes through my street every tuesday around 4 and whoever picked the music for this thing clearly has never seen a horror movie or has seen way too many.
its supposed to be that classic ice cream truck song but something is deeply wrong with it. like the speakers are possessed or the guy driving it is slowly losing his mind and the music is reflecting his mental state.
it starts normal enough but then it gets all warped and slowed down like the batteries are dying but they never actually die.
so youll be sitting in your house and suddenly you hear this creepy carnival music getting closer and your brain immediately goes to clowns hiding in sewers or abandoned amusement parks. not hey maybe i want some rocket pops.
the first time i heard it i genuinely thought someone was making a student film in my neighborhood and forgot to tell anyone.
still, all the kids still run to it like theyre not about to buy ice cream from stephen king. they hear that demonic nursery rhyme music and go oh cool frozen treats. meanwhile im inside my house like we need to call someone this is clearly how horror movies start. but apparently im the only one who thinks ice cream music shouldnt sound like the soundtrack to a haunted house.
last week i watched from my window and the driver is just this normal looking dude probably wondering why adults keep staring at his truck like hes the grim reaper. maybe he doesnt hear what we hear. maybe the music sounds fine from inside the truck and hes just trying to bring joy to children while accidentally terrorizing the entire neighborhood.