{"id":97,"date":"2005-12-21T05:23:00","date_gmt":"2005-12-21T05:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=97"},"modified":"2015-11-02T15:05:46","modified_gmt":"2015-11-02T23:05:46","slug":"this-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2005\/12\/21\/this-christmas\/","title":{"rendered":"This Christmas"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/ayearofsongs\/images\/blogimages\/ThisChristmas.jpg\" alt=\"This Christmas is going to be different...\" align=\"left\" border=\"1\" hspace=\"6\" vspace=\"2\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 180%;\">I<\/span>t was warm today and it&#8217;s going to be warm tomorrow, in the 80s or even 90s, inland, which, I gotta tell ya, makes it hard to crank up much sincere enthusiasm for a lugubrious dirge of a Christmas song about having rain in your soul of souls.<\/p>\n<p>This was written not long before Christmas 1983 (hence the reference to Big Brother) and it was raining and I was kind of depressed. And I did spend at least part of Christmas drinking strong coffee with strong liquor in it (whisky rather than brandy) and listening to music (Eno rather than the Pistols)&#8230; but I was having fun doing it. It was like being in a song.<\/p>\n<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-97-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/This_Christmas_1\/20051220_This_Christmas.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/This_Christmas_1\/20051220_This_Christmas.mp3\">http:\/\/www.archive.org\/download\/This_Christmas_1\/20051220_This_Christmas.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p><em><strong>This Christmas (Is Going to Be Different)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>Theres rain in the streets, rain in the gutters of this city<br \/>\nSeems like it always rains at Christmastime here<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s rain in my heart, rain in my shoes and in my soul of souls<br \/>\nand if they have rain in heaven you can bet its raining up there<\/p>\n<p>Now Santa Klaus is all around just like big brother<br \/>\nHis twinkling eyes follow you wherever you go<br \/>\nPeople spending money buying fancy toys for themselves<br \/>\nThen give them to the kids and wonder why they feel so old<\/p>\n<p>Ah, but this Christmas is going to be different<br \/>\nI&#8217;m going to have a happy holiday<br \/>\nThis Christmas is going to be different<br \/>\nCause I dont think I can take another blue Christmas day<\/p>\n<p>Christmastime Nineteen Hundred 81<br \/>\nDriving up the coast with the wife in our beat up SAAB<br \/>\nIt was raining all the way, we fought all the time, it was our last chance<br \/>\nwe headed for &#8216;Frisco, we made it to Reno, it was that kind of trip<\/p>\n<p>The earth drifts from the sun, the days get cold, it&#8217;s Christmas<br \/>\nif you&#8217;re with someone youre warm, but alone is alone, on Christmas<br \/>\nThe nights are long, more time for dreaming on Christmas<br \/>\nBut when you wake up you find its all just a dream on Christmas<\/p>\n<p>Ah, but this Christmas is going to be different &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Sitting round the fire, watching the rain on Christmas<br \/>\ni got some brandy in my coffee, trying to crank up some cheer<br \/>\nI got the Pistols on the box, god save the queen, je suis l&#8217;anarchie<br \/>\nWell Im trying real hard to make it turn out okay this year.<\/p>\n<p>Ah, but this Christmas is going to be different<br \/>\nI&#8217;m going to have a happy holiday<br \/>\nThis Christmas is going to be different<br \/>\nCause I dont think I can take another blue Christmas day<br \/>\n(C)1984,TK Major www.bluetrip.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 It was warm today and it&#8217;s going to be warm tomorrow, in the 80s or even 90s, inland, which, I gotta tell ya, makes it hard to crank up much sincere enthusiasm for a lugubrious dirge of a Christmas song about having rain in your soul of souls. This was written not [&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],"tags":[993,992],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97"}],"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=97"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2265,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97\/revisions\/2265"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=97"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=97"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=97"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}