{"id":2734,"date":"2015-05-03T20:42:47","date_gmt":"2015-05-03T18:42:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/?p=2734"},"modified":"2015-05-03T20:42:47","modified_gmt":"2015-05-03T18:42:47","slug":"the-war-on-drugs-in-reverse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/the-war-on-drugs-in-reverse\/","title":{"rendered":"The War On Drugs &#8211; In Reverse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/Lostinthedream.jpg\" alt=\"Lost in the dream\" width=\"220\" height=\"220\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2735\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 5px 0pt\" align=\"left\" srcset=\"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/Lostinthedream.jpg 220w, http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/Lostinthedream-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 220px) 100vw, 220px\" \/>Los bloqueos de silencio en este blog cada vez son m\u00e1s largos. Hoy es 3 de mayo y aparece por fin el primer post de este a\u00f1o. <\/p>\n<p>Mucho tiempo&#8230; pero as\u00ed es el discurrir de este rinconcito digital, que no sucumbe a las prisas de la era digital que nos ha tocado lidiar. De hecho, hoy rompo la afon\u00eda con una melod\u00eda que dura m\u00e1s de 7 minutos y a la que le cuesta explotar&#8230; pero prometo que lo hace, solo hay que tener paciencia. As\u00ed es <em>In Reverse<\/em>, una peque\u00f1a joya que se esconde entre otras muchas en <em>Lost in the Dream<\/em> (2014). Y es que este \u00e1lbum est\u00e1 cargado de calidad (<em>Red Eyes<\/em>, <em>Under The Pressure<\/em>, &#8230;). Si no conoc\u00edais a <em><strong>The War On Drugs<\/strong><\/em>, su disco merece una escucha (aunque estoy convencida de que ser\u00e1n muchas m\u00e1s).<\/p>\n<p>No prometo con esto volver a recuperar el ritmo. Eso es lo que me encanta de este blog: que \u00e9l me dicta cu\u00e1ndo est\u00e1 listo para volver a salir. Sin presi\u00f3n. Y pocas cosas hago ya sin esa presi\u00f3n (interna o externa).<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"450\" height=\"253\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/KI3H8myhJBI\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Letra:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>You&#8217;ve been out in the street<br \/>\nTalkin&#8217; about the war with me<br \/>\nAnd the background is at night<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t want to hesitate<br \/>\nWill they tell me where you&#8217;re hiding?<br \/>\nBut through the haze there&#8217;s no one there<br \/>\nWondering if you care<br \/>\nCallin&#8217; your name in the darkness<\/p>\n<p>When I&#8217;m done with my time here<br \/>\nI&#8217;m going to keep staying strong<br \/>\nThrough the railways<br \/>\nBut I never mind going<br \/>\nAnd I realize now that the road is bare<br \/>\nAnd I hear it all through the grand parade<\/p>\n<p>And I don&#8217;t mind you disappearing<br \/>\n&#8216;Cause I know you can be found<br \/>\nMaybe livin&#8217; on the dark side of the street, damn<br \/>\nWhen we&#8217;re livin&#8217; in the moment and losing our grasp<br \/>\nMaking it last with the grand parade in our past<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I wait for the cold wind to blow<br \/>\nAs I struggle with myself right now as I let the darkness in<br \/>\nBut I don&#8217;t mind chasing you through the backways for the keys<br \/>\nIt evaporates and fades like a grand parade<\/p>\n<p>And I don&#8217;t mind you disappearing<br \/>\nWhen I know you can be found<br \/>\nWhen you&#8217;re livin&#8217; on the dark side of the street, damn<br \/>\nWe&#8217;re just livin&#8217; in the moment, making our path<br \/>\nLosin&#8217; our past through the grand parade<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll be here or I&#8217;ll fade away<br \/>\nNever cared about moving<br \/>\nNever cared about now<br \/>\nNot the notes I&#8217;m playing<br \/>\nIs there room in the dark<br \/>\nIn between the changes?<br \/>\nLike a light that&#8217;s drifting<br \/>\nIn reverse, I&#8217;m moving<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thewarondrugs.net\/\" target=\"_blank\">P\u00e1gina web<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Los bloqueos de silencio en este blog cada vez son m\u00e1s largos. Hoy es 3 de mayo y aparece por fin el primer post de este a\u00f1o. Mucho tiempo&#8230; pero as\u00ed es el discurrir de este rinconcito digital, que no sucumbe a las prisas de la era digital que nos ha tocado lidiar. De hecho, [&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":[7,451,6,454,447],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2734"}],"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=2734"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2734\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2743,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2734\/revisions\/2743"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2734"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2734"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2734"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}