{"id":162,"date":"2006-02-22T05:54:00","date_gmt":"2006-02-22T05:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=162"},"modified":"2015-11-01T17:44:56","modified_gmt":"2015-11-02T01:44:56","slug":"you-see-the-sky-the-skys-in-love-with-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2006\/02\/22\/you-see-the-sky-the-skys-in-love-with-you\/","title":{"rendered":"You See the Sky? The Sky&#8217;s in Love with You"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/ayearofsongs\/images\/blogimages\/YouSeeTheSky.jpg\" alt=\"You See the Sky? The Sky's in Love with You\" align=\"left\" border=\"1\" hspace=\"6\" vspace=\"2\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">H<\/span>e had his feet up on the low balcony wall. He was slouched into the just-starting-to-get -funky easy chair he&#8217;d pulled out there when she moved out.<\/p>\n<p>His old spanish guitar was across his midsection, horizontally. His right hand picked a pattern so lazy it seemed to lull his left into a fitful near sleep.<\/p>\n<p>A half pint bottle of tequila, two thirds empty, was on its side on the roofing material floor. Next to it was a six pack of Olympia in bottles, two beers left.<\/p>\n<p>The sun was almost down and the sky had blossomed in a false spring of pinks and blues and purples. The alcohol made him feel warm, but the early evening air was cool on his face.<br \/>\nToday&#8217;s song a <em>very<\/em> impromptu solo improvisation:<\/p>\n<p><strong>You See the Sky? The Sky&#8217;s in Love with You<\/strong><\/p>\n<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-162-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/You_See_the_Sky_The_Skys_in_Love_with_You\/You_See_the_Sky_The_Skys_in_Love_with_You.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/You_See_the_Sky_The_Skys_in_Love_with_You\/You_See_the_Sky_The_Skys_in_Love_with_You.mp3\">http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/You_See_the_Sky_The_Skys_in_Love_with_You\/You_See_the_Sky_The_Skys_in_Love_with_You.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He had his feet up on the low balcony wall. He was slouched into the just-starting-to-get -funky easy chair he&#8217;d pulled out there when she moved out. His old spanish guitar was across his midsection, horizontally. His right hand picked a pattern so lazy it seemed to lull his left into a fitful near sleep. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pgc_meta":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[6,263,7,27],"tags":[917],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/162"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=162"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/162\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2096,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/162\/revisions\/2096"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=162"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=162"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=162"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}