{"id":20,"date":"2005-10-06T02:53:00","date_gmt":"2005-10-06T09:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=20"},"modified":"2015-11-02T16:26:56","modified_gmt":"2015-11-03T00:26:56","slug":"when-you-look-through-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2005\/10\/06\/when-you-look-through-me\/","title":{"rendered":"When You Look Through Me"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"When<\/p>\n

Not sure, really, why the lyrics of this 1994 tune came to me.<\/p>\n

I wasn’t in a relationship at the time and I wasn’t thinking of any specific relationship from the past. Still, the situation talked to me. In a sullen, passive-aggressive way, of course.<\/p>\n

Though it comes off here as a kind of mutant bossa, I initially conceived of the music as a European tango. I’m not a big fan of European tango, with its cliche rhythm and the cartoonish dance styles associated with it, but I thought that very baggage suited the style to the lyrics.<\/p>\n

(I go on at length, because I am<\/span> a big fan of the modern Argentine tango of Astor Piazzolla<\/a>. I saw him in performance in 1987 at UCLA, and it was an amazingly deep musical evening. No cliches in Piazzola’s tango.)<\/p>\n\nhttp:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/When_You_Look_Through_Me\/AYoS20051005When_You_Look_Through_Me.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n

 <\/p>\n

When You Look Through Me<\/span><\/p>\n

You ask me where I’ve been
\nI wonder what it matters
\nI wonder why you should care at all
\nI wonder what you see
\nwhen you look thru me
\nI feel like a ghost in my own home<\/p>\n

Oh but weren’t the old days grand<\/span>
\nour lives together like love letters in the sand<\/span>
\nraise a glass to the past<\/span>
\nbut don’t look through<\/span>
\nto a time when you loved me and I loved you<\/span><\/p>\n

I go out walking
\nyou stay home talking
\nthose people on the phone know more about me than I do
\nI hear your laughter
\nI don’t hear what you say after
\nbut I hear that I’m a joke in my home town<\/p>\n

Oh but weren’t the old days grand<\/span>
\nour lives together like love letters in the sand<\/span>
\nraise a glass to the past<\/span>
\nbut don’t look through<\/span>
\nto a time when you loved me and I loved you<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Not sure, really, why the lyrics of this 1994 tune came to me. I wasn’t in a relationship at the time and I wasn’t thinking of any specific relationship from the past. Still, the situation talked to me. In a sullen, passive-aggressive way, of course. Though it comes off here as a kind of mutant […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pgc_meta":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[6,340],"tags":[405,108,109,107,110],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20"}],"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=20"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1411,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20\/revisions\/1411"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}