{"id":14,"date":"2008-04-07T21:38:49","date_gmt":"2008-04-07T20:38:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/brandi-carlile-the-story\/"},"modified":"2011-05-22T22:19:17","modified_gmt":"2011-05-22T20:19:17","slug":"brandi-carlile-the-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/brandi-carlile-the-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Brandi Carlile &#8211; The Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img src='http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/thestory.jpg' alt='The Story' style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 5px 0pt\" align=\"left\" \/>Siguiendo la ronda de mujeres con voz desgarradora, hoy llega Brandi Carlile, que con esta canci\u00f3n de igual nombre que su \u00e1lbum (<strong>The Story<\/strong>, <em>2007<\/em>), presenta momentos de aut\u00e9ntica fuerza. Me encanta la estrofa que dice: <em>Las l\u00edneas que atraviesan mi cara cuentan la historia de qui\u00e9n soy. Las historias de all\u00ed de donde vengo, y de c\u00f3mo he llegado hasta aqu\u00ed. Pero esas historias no significan nada, cuando no tienes a qui\u00e9n cont\u00e1rselas.<\/em> Qu\u00e9 raz\u00f3n tiene&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"425\" height=\"325\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/c2a8VzsCGlc\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Letra:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>All of these lines across my face<br \/>\nTell you the story of who I am<br \/>\nSo many stories of where I&#8217;ve been<br \/>\nAnd how I got to where I am<br \/>\nBut these stories don&#8217;t mean anything<br \/>\nWhen you&#8217;ve got no one to tell them to<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s true&#8230;I was made for you<\/p>\n<p>I climbed across the mountain tops<br \/>\nSwam all across the ocean blue<br \/>\nI crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules<br \/>\nBut baby I broke them all for you<br \/>\nBecause even when I was flat broke<br \/>\nYou made me feel like a million bucks<br \/>\nYou do<br \/>\nI was made for you<\/p>\n<p>You see the smile that&#8217;s on my mouth<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s hiding the words that don&#8217;t come out<br \/>\nAnd all of my friends who think that I&#8217;m blessed<br \/>\nThey don&#8217;t know my head is a mess<br \/>\nNo, they don&#8217;t know who I really am<br \/>\nAnd they don&#8217;t know what<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve been through like you do<br \/>\nAnd I was made for you&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>All of these lines across my face<br \/>\nTell you the story of who I am<br \/>\nSo many stories of where I&#8217;ve been<br \/>\nAnd how I got to where I am<br \/>\nBut these stories don&#8217;t mean anything<br \/>\nWhen you&#8217;ve got no one to tell them to<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s true&#8230;I was made for you<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brandicarlile.com\/\">P\u00e1gina Oficial<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Siguiendo la ronda de mujeres con voz desgarradora, hoy llega Brandi Carlile, que con esta canci\u00f3n de igual nombre que su \u00e1lbum (The Story, 2007), presenta momentos de aut\u00e9ntica fuerza. Me encanta la estrofa que dice: Las l\u00edneas que atraviesan mi cara cuentan la historia de qui\u00e9n soy. Las historias de all\u00ed de donde vengo, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,16],"tags":[19,45,451,6,454],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2098,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14\/revisions\/2098"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}