Via Boing Boing, go listen to the eeriest ice cream truck song that ever was. It is haunting and incredibly strange. From that post:
I heard it for the first time a week after moving into my new house — the jangly strains of the creepiest ice cream truck melody in the world. It was filled with a Danny Elfman-ish foreboding. It was happy and childlike, yet somehow brooding, like a melancholy, yet jaunty Irish folk song. I thought it was just me, that I was just imagining things, until the truck passed by one day while I had a visitor. My friend asked, “What is that? Hell’s ice cream truck?”
It’s the perfect song for a carnival nightmare scene. Listening to it one can almost see the dancing clowns and the tiny trained monkeys, the rickety ferris wheel, the merry-go-round with paint chipping off its ponies.