{"id":258,"date":"2006-09-10T21:08:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-10T21:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=258"},"modified":"2018-05-26T19:23:59","modified_gmt":"2018-05-27T02:23:59","slug":"mea-culpa-baby","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2006\/09\/10\/mea-culpa-baby\/","title":{"rendered":"Mea Culpa, Baby"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Mea AYoS premier…<\/span><\/p>\n

I<\/span>‘ll admit it. This song started just ’cause I liked the sound of the title. It seemed to resonate with my “Sure, I’m guilty — so what?”<\/span> attitude in the days when I wrote it — as well as my not-entirely-whimsical fascination with the notion of the trickster-teacher. Mix with a little half-baked metaphysics and serve cold…<\/p>\n

The lyrics, themselves, sort of spilled out as soon as I wrote down the title.<\/p>\n

Which is not to say they are in any way irony free. In fact, I felt, reading them back, like I recognized a facile if far-fetched rationalization for my particularly careless — even callous — treatment of a long-ago love.<\/p>\n

Whether my subconscious, guided by the muses, was trying to make sense of the emotional confusion of early love or merely looking for a convenient metaphysical fig leaf, my conscious mind liked the cognitive dissonance of it all.<\/p>\n\n

Internet Archive page for this recording<\/a><\/p>\n

Mea Culpa, Baby<\/span><\/p>\n

Mea culpa, baby
\nmeans I’m guilty, I’m the one
\nI’m the one who broke your heart
\nbut it wasn’t just for fun<\/p>\n

I watched as your friends turned away<\/span>
\nwhen you turned to me<\/span>
\nI laughed as I left you alone<\/span>
\nI set your little soul free<\/span><\/p>\n

I’m not going to tell you
\nwhere I hid your heart
\nyou’ll just have to figure out who I am
\nYou must go back to the start<\/p>\n

I am everything you are not<\/span>
\nI’m the other side of the line<\/span>
\nJust a matter of push and pull<\/span>
\nbut the boundary always hides<\/span><\/p>\n

[circa 1975]<\/p>\n

(C)2006, TK Major<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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