{"id":182,"date":"2005-02-20T09:57:00","date_gmt":"2005-02-20T09:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/2005\/02\/my-place\/"},"modified":"2005-02-20T09:57:00","modified_gmt":"2005-02-20T09:57:00","slug":"my-place","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/2005\/02\/my-place\/","title":{"rendered":"My Place"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/funk.co.uk\/blogpix\/myplace.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>This is the place where taught myself to sing and where I wrote most of my songs<\/p>\n<p>This is the place where I lay sick and exhausted and told the woman I loved to leave me (she did)<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I grew 18 huge plants<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I threw an I Ching reading that told me to stop (I did)<\/p>\n<p>This is the place where I realised in the early morning of September 12th 2002 that my life was taking me in the opposite direction to the way it should be going and decided to change<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I lost my rhythm and found it again<\/p>\n<p>This is the place where I made a video for \u00a325 that was seen by 10 million people<\/p>\n<p>This is the place from where big funky basslines originate<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I fell to the ground with a howl of anguish, believing my girlfriend had committed suicide (she hadn&#8217;t)<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I played a lot of Zilch<\/p>\n<p>This is the place <i>Y<\/i> turned up, laid on the floor, and stayed for a week<\/p>\n<p>This is the place <i>A<\/i> trashed<\/p>\n<p>This is the place <i>H<\/i> left her long black hair which remained years after she had died<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I got so high I thought the hairs on my head were pulling me vertically upwards (they weren&#8217;t)<\/p>\n<p>This is the place where plants thrive<\/p>\n<p>This is the place where I watched a couple in the park outside make love on a bench<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I lived for 20 years<\/p>\n<p>This is the place where afternoon shadows and the trees make poetry of light<\/p>\n<p>This is the place I just left<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/funk.co.uk\/blogpix\/wallshadow.jpg\" \/><\/center><\/p>\n<p><font SIZE=1>Normal service will resume soon&#8230;<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is the place where taught myself to sing and where I wrote most of my songs This is the place where I lay sick and exhausted and told the woman I loved to leave me (she did) This is the place I grew 18 huge plants This is the place I threw an I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":126,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[780],"class_list":["post-182","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-funky-original","tag-funky-original"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/182","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/126"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=182"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/182\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=182"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=182"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=182"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}