Jack Hartmann Months Of The Year Rap

Okay, let's talk about something important. Something that's shaped a generation. I'm talking, of course, about the Jack Hartmann Months of the Year Rap.

We all know it. We all secretly (or not-so-secretly) love it. But is it *perfect*?

The Catchiness is Undeniable

Let's be real: that song is STUCK in your head right now, isn't it? You're probably already humming, "January, February, March, and April..." Don't deny it!

The man is a musical genius, clearly. He knows how to get those dates drilled into our brains.

But, and this is a big but...

Is it *Too* Catchy? An Unpopular Opinion.

I know, I know, heresy! But hear me out. Is it *possible* the Months of the Year Rap is *too* effective?

Sometimes, I feel like my brain is being held hostage by a kindergarten classroom. Forever. I'll be trying to remember my anniversary, and BAM! "May, June, July, and August!"

It's like a mental flash mob. Totally unexpected and sometimes unwelcome.

The Great Birthday Debate

And don't even get me started on birthday season. Suddenly, *everyone* is "September, October, November, December!"

It gets competitive. People start claiming months. It's a whole thing.

My mom's birthday is in July. For years I was "July" singing it loud and clear. Now that I'm 30, the rap seems more of a curse.

The Remix Potential

Here's an idea: maybe it's time for a Jack Hartmann remix? Imagine a slowed-down, jazzy version.

Or maybe a metal version? Just picture a screaming vocalist belting out "FEBRUARYYYYYYYY!" That would be something.

Think about the possibilities. We could have a Months of the Year Rap for every mood.

Is It Just Me?

Am I the only one who sometimes feels mildly terrorized by the sheer earworm power of this song? Probably not.

I bet there are plenty of other secretly suffering adults out there. Trapped in a never-ending cycle of months.

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate Jack Hartmann's contribution to early childhood education. He's a legend!

But maybe, just maybe, it's time to acknowledge the song's… intensity. It can be overwhelming.

Embrace The Madness

In the end, we're all in this together. We're all victims (and beneficiaries) of the Months of the Year Rap.

So, the next time you find yourself humming it uncontrollably, just embrace the madness. Dance a little.

And maybe, just maybe, start campaigning for that metal remix. We deserve it. Thank you Jack Hartmann for this curse that lasts forever.

After all, it could be worse. It could be the alphabet song.