{"id":8,"date":"2004-09-02T20:17:58","date_gmt":"2004-09-02T18:17:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/?p=8"},"modified":"2004-09-02T20:17:58","modified_gmt":"2004-09-02T18:17:58","slug":"this-handsome-boy-is-different","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/?p=8","title":{"rendered":"THIS HANDSOME BOY IS DIFFERENT"},"content":{"rendered":"

HOW FAR WILL WE GO<\/u><\/strong><\/p>\n

Woa, this last one has been one of those weeks, you know, when everything is bespelling you out of your ordinary (hmmmm) wits. Too many things are piling up to deal with, and all I can think about is that Handsome Boy<\/strong>, and how far will we go.<\/p>\n

Going too far is scary. And I gotta thank some sweet people, for letting me go too far with them. It can be real embarrassing, sometimes. There are only special kinds of people who can bear your too far actions, thoughts, words, dreams, intimacy whatever and all. Going too far is often about crossing lines, of various sorts, and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m so good at it. I like crossing lines, and I like going too far with things. When I come to think of it, most of my songs are about crossing lines of sorts. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153 I Met a Nice Lady\u00e2\u20ac\u009d, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tears of a Rock Star\u00e2\u20ac\u009d, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m Not Tempted\u00e2\u20ac\u009d, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The Move\u00e2\u20ac\u009d are the obvious crossing, but I think my whole life is about going far and crossing lines. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the fuel of my life and the heart of my work.<\/p>\n

Ok, back to that Handsome Boy<\/strong>. Last night a friend asked me about my weblog, and why am I not storming it with some juicy thoughts. I realized it hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been easy filling up those pages, not as easy as I expected. My songs being my ultimate diary, I kinda panicked that if I channeled all that energy into those pages, there would have been nothing left for the songs. And that would be the end of me. Now what does that have to do with the Handsome Boy<\/strong>? Nothing, I guess. Except that he manages to creep into everything I do.<\/p>\n

OK, truth is, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d love to tell you about that Handsome Boy<\/strong>, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m gonna keep up all that magic for the songs, and all that energy, for the concerts.<\/p>\n

Just for the records, though, we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve gone pretty far.
\nAnd we haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even fought once. Yet.<\/p>\n

Oh, here\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a song:<\/p>\n

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ROCK & ROLL<\/strong><\/p>\n

Baby\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got another. As he opens up the door,
\nhe says he likes no other,
\nand he breaks down on my floor
\nI would have let him go,
\nIf he would leave my heart alone,
\nBut in the middle of the day he turns me on<\/p>\n

Baby\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got some heavy history hanging on his accent.
\nHe soaks it in an early morning vodka,
\nand he packs it and he sells it.
\nHe\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got a pretty woman and a pretty child
\ngracing up his home,
\nBut in the middle of a show he turns me on<\/p>\n

Baby\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got the biggest smile of light I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve ever seen,
\nBut all he wants is pretty boys to bang behind the scene.
\nAnd as he holds my hand, I ask if he would change
\nhis love zone.
\nIn the middle of the night he turns me on<\/p>\n

Baby knows to slide in style
\nas he paves the air across the bar.
\nHe\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s loaded up with ready looks,
\nhe makes his way, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s sitting by.
\nHe measures up my lines and aches
\nand makes his mind up not to take.
\nIn the middle of the cold he turns me on.<\/p>\n

Baby walks in beauty as he gets upon the stage.
\nWith his golden brass he paints
\nthe angels of this earth
\nHe\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got the move, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s got the soul
\nAnd I love him more than rock & roll
\nIn the middle of a song he turns me on<\/p>\n

And some times love comes after all.
\nYou know it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been beating down your soul.
\nAnd when you open up your heart to dance,
\nYou\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll always get another chance.
\nAnd stories will flow on forever.
\nAnd everything about you feels a little better.
\nAnd none of this would even matter,
\n\u00e2\u20ac\u02dccause you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be riding on the wings of love<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

HOW FAR WILL WE GO Woa, this last one has been one of those weeks, you know, when everything is bespelling you out of your ordinary (hmmmm) wits. Too many things are piling up to deal with, and all I can think about is that Handsome Boy, and how far will we go. Going too […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hadaralevin.com\/words\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}