{"id":253,"date":"2010-02-03T08:34:43","date_gmt":"2010-02-03T08:34:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp\/?p=253"},"modified":"2010-02-03T08:34:43","modified_gmt":"2010-02-03T08:34:43","slug":"the_soundtrack_of_our_lives","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/2010\/02\/the_soundtrack_of_our_lives\/","title":{"rendered":"The Soundtrack of Our Lives"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> Empty ear candy or the resonant soundtrack of our lives (even if some tunes make us want to claw mercilessly at our ears)? <\/p>\n<p><center><object height=\"295\" width=\"480\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/YqlQS5CCmwI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b\" \/><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" \/><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" \/><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/YqlQS5CCmwI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" height=\"295\" width=\"480\"><\/object><\/center><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m thinking about this because even the classic rock that meant the<br \/>\nmost to my dad, say, I still have rattling around in my brain tied<br \/>\nfirmly to his life experiences (or my imagined\/absorbed versions of<br \/>\nthem). In many cases, music holds all the history of my life and<br \/>\nstrongly shapes the way I experience the world. And talk about blurred<br \/>\ngenre boundaries and autobiographical organization of records.<\/p>\n<p>A question with your Wednesday morning coffee: Share or just give it a minute&#8217;s personal reflection, but what sounds, profound or not, illustrate the arc of your life? <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Empty ear candy or the resonant soundtrack of our lives (even if some tunes make us want to claw mercilessly at our ears)? I&#8217;m thinking about this because even the classic rock that meant the most to my dad, say, I still have rattling around in my brain tied firmly to his life experiences (or [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-253","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"entry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=253"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/gap\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}