{"id":78,"date":"2005-12-02T23:38:00","date_gmt":"2005-12-02T23:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=78"},"modified":"2015-11-02T15:52:59","modified_gmt":"2015-11-02T23:52:59","slug":"without-warning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2005\/12\/02\/without-warning\/","title":{"rendered":"Without Warning"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/ayearofsongs\/images\/blogimages\/WithoutWarning.jpg\" alt=\"Without Warning\" align=\"left\" border=\"1\" hspace=\"6\" vspace=\"2\" \/><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">A<\/span>rtistic, romantic types (like us singer-songwriters, yo) often seem to fall in love with goddesses and ghosts. Those conversant in the literature of myth and legend are probably familiar with the deeply troubled relationships that grow when man and immortal become romantically entwined.<\/p>\n<p>I wrote this song in 1974 when I was involved with a goddess &#8212; and a ghost. The goddess was a ringer for 30&#8217;s screen diva, Carole Lombard, and, by society&#8217;s then-outmoded standards, was technically otherwise entangled. But I knew it was me she loved, even though she told me she didn&#8217;t have the courage to be free&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>For a young man, a young artist, in that position, deeply torn but deeply in love, intoxicated with the heroic tragicness of the situation, there was little recourse, then, but to lose myself in the arduous work of seducing one of my best friends, a pretty, serious-minded strawberry blond with &#8212; I firmly believe in retrospect &#8212; absolutely no romantic or sexual interest in me &#8212; but who, in her own way, lusted for a sort of platonic but passionate friendship and who seemed to show up, unbidden, on my doorstep at the strangest times.<\/p>\n<p>[UPDATE: I just listened to this again&#8230; and, <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">my gosh<\/span>, it&#8217;s sloppy &#8212; even by the extraordinarily loose standards of AYoS. Mercy.]<\/p>\n<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-78-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/Without_Warning\/AYoS20051202_Without_Warning.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/Without_Warning\/AYoS20051202_Without_Warning.mp3\">http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/Without_Warning\/AYoS20051202_Without_Warning.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p><em><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">WITHOUT WARNING <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p>You came without warning<br \/>\non a Monday morning<br \/>\nthe day was all shot through<br \/>\nby shadows from the past<br \/>\nafterimages of the last<br \/>\ntime that I was with you<\/p>\n<p>and it didn&#8217;t take nothing<br \/>\nto see that you were something<br \/>\nthat I just had to do<br \/>\nWell it mighta been right<br \/>\non a Monday night<br \/>\nto release a little energy with you<br \/>\nIn the end it came down to you<\/p>\n<p>Now I didn&#8217;t mean maybe<br \/>\nwhen I put it to you baby<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s just time space and nothing more<br \/>\nBut instead of pain<br \/>\nwe could have pleasure again<br \/>\njust like before you heard about the fall<\/p>\n<p>So when you come come<br \/>\ncome come come around me<br \/>\nplease take some form<br \/>\nplease take some from I can see<br \/>\nWell ghosts are fine<br \/>\nbut I like some flesh on mine<br \/>\nyou can&#8217;t steal my love<br \/>\nyou can&#8217;t have my love for free<br \/>\nyou can&#8217;t steal my love<br \/>\nyou can&#8217;t have my love for free<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 78%;\">Copyright 1974<br \/>\nTK Major<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Artistic, romantic types (like us singer-songwriters, yo) often seem to fall in love with goddesses and ghosts. Those conversant in the literature of myth and legend are probably familiar with the deeply troubled relationships that grow when man and immortal become romantically entwined. I wrote this song in 1974 when I was involved with a [&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":[6,340,27],"tags":[352,262,53,1009],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78"}],"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=78"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2304,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions\/2304"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=78"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=78"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=78"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}