“Was my favorite song for improvising when I played trombone. And is it just me, or does this type of love song rarely come out? I mean, say you're told to write one. Is your first instinct to pen ruins? About what it's like living unhappily in love? So deep, complex. And at first listen, 'Time after Time' does sound complacent -- so happy to be, the one you run to see, gotta remind myself: this is nice! So why the maudlin melody, the breathing tempo and big chords? Well, to not take love for granted means to have taken it for granted before. It's that private gap in time when you say, "I wanted this. I have it. Don't fuck it up." I wanted Nancy Wilson's version, as she stretches some notes to abut on dissonance and mixes clarity with turbulent vibrato. But YouTube won't let me, so here's Judy. She gives the song its underlying urgency, and it's like a meta-ballad: is she singing about singing? The warbled sound escaping off the hold on "so new" is that pure impassioned nonsense I love.”
Was my favorite song for improvising when I played trombone. And is it just me, or does this type of love song rarely come out? I mean, say you're told to write one. Is your first instinct to pen ruins? About what it's like living unhappily in love? So deep, complex. And at first listen, 'Time after Time' does sound complacent -- so happy to be, the one you run to see, gotta remind myself: this is nice! So why the maudlin melody, the breathing tempo and big chords? Well, to not take love for granted means to have taken it for granted before. It's that private gap in time when you say, "I wanted this. I have it. Don't fuck it up." I wanted Nancy Wilson's version, as she stretches some notes to abut on dissonance and mixes clarity with turbulent vibrato. But YouTube won't let me, so here's Judy. She gives the song its underlying urgency, and it's like a meta-ballad: is she singing about singing? The warbled sound escaping off the hold on "so new" is that pure impassioned nonsense I love.
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