{"id":3653,"date":"2006-03-31T22:32:37","date_gmt":"2006-04-01T04:32:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/gazette\/2006\/03\/31\/what-was-i-thinking-song-list\/"},"modified":"2022-05-07T12:24:06","modified_gmt":"2022-05-07T17:24:06","slug":"what-was-i-thinking-song-list","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/2006\/03\/31\/what-was-i-thinking-song-list\/","title":{"rendered":"“What Was I Thinking?” Song List"},"content":{"rendered":"

From Verging on Pertinence<\/a> via Cowtown Pattie over at Texas Trifles<\/a> comes this nasty little meme wherein we’re supposed to expose ourselves to public ridicule and possible acute snubbery by disclosing a song or album which (1) we loved in our ‘ute and (2) we hate in our oldfarthood. Why, exactly, anyone would want to do this is beyond me.<\/p>\n

But what the hey.<\/p>\n

The year was 1967 and the girlfriend would eventually become my wife and while her every whim would still be my command, I would at least be able to sneak my own music. But at that point in time, for any number of reasons, not the least of which involved a combination of an 8-track tape deck, a ’58 Ford and a series of star-filled summer nights in west Texas, I came to believe that I really did want to listen to Rod McKuen’s New Agey The Sea,<\/a><\/em> part of a trilogy that also included The Earth<\/em>\u00a0and — you’re already ahead of me, aren’t you? — The Sky.<\/em><\/p>\n

At this point, I’m supposed to explain why I no longer wish to subject myself to the aforementioned recording but, frankly, I’ve successfully blocked the memories and I don’t want to take a chance on reviving them.<\/p>\n

[Technically, we’re supposed to come up with five of these traumas, but frankly, I was pretty cool back then and everything else stood the test of time. OK, there was the soundtrack from Romeo and Juliet<\/em>. And everything by The Lettermen. But that’s it. Absolutely. Oh, and that fish head song. But nothing else. Really.]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Wherein is revealed musical embarrassment from my youth…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[23],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3653","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music","entry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3653","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3653"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3653\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10259,"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3653\/revisions\/10259"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3653"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3653"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3653"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}