{"id":495,"date":"2004-09-22T01:20:19","date_gmt":"2004-09-22T00:20:19","guid":{"rendered":"\/?p=495"},"modified":"2004-09-22T01:20:19","modified_gmt":"2004-09-22T00:20:19","slug":"emmemory-laneem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/2004\/09\/22\/emmemory-laneem\/","title":{"rendered":"<em>memory lane<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>it feels weird tonight. i&rsquo;m listening to the last elliott smith album, the posthumous one. <\/p>\n<p>so gorgeous. i take myself back to the time when i heard about him and i first listened to his music. seems like ages ago. when it seemed impossible that he could ever die. not now, not then, not so young, not so talented.<br \/>\ntonight, i feel like a voyeur &#8212; and i suppose it would be all the same had i bought the album &#8212; and i&rsquo;m not sure why. like these beautiful songs don&rsquo;t belong to us in any way. maybe they don&rsquo;t. maybe they&rsquo;ll just float around us like lost souls. i don&rsquo;t know. maybe i&rsquo;ll just keep shivering throughout the night and maybe i&rsquo;ll forget that his voice seems to come to me from another world&#8230;<br \/>\nit always did anyway.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>it feels weird tonight. i&rsquo;m listening to the last elliott smith album, the posthumous one. so gorgeous. i take myself back to the time when i heard about him and i first listened to his music. seems like ages ago. when it seemed impossible that he could ever die. not now, not then, not so [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-495","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-unfinished-thoughts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/495","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=495"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/495\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=495"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=495"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=495"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}