{"id":9,"date":"2005-09-24T18:05:00","date_gmt":"2005-09-25T01:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=9"},"modified":"2015-09-22T17:33:29","modified_gmt":"2015-09-23T00:33:29","slug":"only-the-dance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2005\/09\/24\/only-the-dance\/","title":{"rendered":"Only the Dance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/ayearofsongs\/images\/blogimages\/onlythedance2-w.jpg\" alt=\"Only the Dance\" width=\"259\" height=\"172\" align=\"left\" border=\"1\" hspace=\"8\" vspace=\"2\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">T<\/span>his song has always escaped my grasp in the past and this time is no exception.<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s call this recorded version a sketch and I&#8217;ll promise to come back to this song and get a proper version &#8212; say, one with all the lyrics &#8212; posted a ways down the road.<\/p>\n<p>It was the first waltz I wrote. And that wildly exotic time signature used to flummox this poor, ignorant ex-punk rocker&#8230; you may hear some echoes of that discomfiture in this&#8230; <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">sketch<\/span>.<\/p>\n<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-9-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/ia902304.us.archive.org\/13\/items\/Only_the_Dance\/AYoS20050924_TK_Major__Only_the_Dance.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/ia902304.us.archive.org\/13\/items\/Only_the_Dance\/AYoS20050924_TK_Major__Only_the_Dance.mp3\">http:\/\/ia902304.us.archive.org\/13\/items\/Only_the_Dance\/AYoS20050924_TK_Major__Only_the_Dance.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Only the Dance<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Partners will come, partners will go<br \/>\nwaltzing off into the past<br \/>\nthe music goes on, long after we&#8217;re gone<br \/>\nin the end there is only the dance<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Music plays from far away <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">let&#8217;s give it one more chance <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">why should we stumble, why should we fall <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">you know you know how to dance<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I stand in the middle of the everything<br \/>\nand I&#8217;m hooked up to it all<br \/>\nI tried so long to be everything<br \/>\nand now I&#8217;m nothing at all<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Music plays from far away <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">let&#8217;s give it one more chance <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">why should we stumble, why should we fall <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">you know you know how to dance<\/span><\/p>\n<p>The echo of that music box<br \/>\nthe one that you got in Spain<br \/>\nI hear it at the river&#8217;s edge<br \/>\nand I hear it in the rain<br \/>\nI hear it in the whisper of<br \/>\nthe evening wind in the trees<br \/>\nI sing it in the thunderstorms<br \/>\nand I scream it down on my knees<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">music plays from far away <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">let&#8217;s give it one more chance <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">why should we stumble, why should we fall <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">you know you know how to dance<br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">______________________<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">blog within a blog&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I found out yesterday that my favorite DJ, Sam Fields of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.kkjz.org\/\">KKJZ<\/a>, my hometown radio station (formerly known as KLON to jazz aficionadi around the world) passed away midweek. Sam&#8217;s voice was big and cool and calm. His knowledge was deep and nuanced. He wasn&#8217;t a flashy hipster like his (equally beloved) late colleague Chuck Niles &#8212; but he was quietly hip and very cool. I miss the heck out him, already.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.kkjz.org\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/ayearofsongs\/images\/blogimages\/samfields.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This song has always escaped my grasp in the past and this time is no exception. Let&#8217;s call this recorded version a sketch and I&#8217;ll promise to come back to this song and get a proper version &#8212; say, one with all the lyrics &#8212; posted a ways down the road. It was the first [&hellip;]<\/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],"tags":[35,38,36,40,39,37],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9"}],"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=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1389,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions\/1389"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}