martedì 23 dicembre 2008

merry christmas


MERRY CHRISTMAS JONI AND A HAPPY NEW WONDERFUL YEAR!!!!

mercoledì 12 novembre 2008

A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea, like me she had a dream to fly
Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm

sabato 8 novembre 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JONI !!!
guess you spent it with your enlarged family,and i'm glad for you cause your daughter can enjoy a wonderful mamacita!!!
the link between a mother and her daughter is something really precious and deep.so happy birthday twice!!!

p.s.:the book of your songs translated in italian has finally arrived.some years ago i gave my copy to my cousin,as a present,and now ,by other ways ,it has returned to me...
the silver links...

sabato 25 ottobre 2008

a beautiful poem




Poetry
Bad Dreams Are Good
by Joni Mitchell September 17, 2007


The cats are in the flower beds;
Bad Dreams;
Environment;
Cell Phones;
Telephones;
The Great Plan;
Eden

The cats are in the flower beds

A red hawk rides the sky

I guess I should be happy

Just to be alive

But

We have poisoned everything

And oblivious to it all

The cell-phone zombies babble

Through the shopping malls

While condors fall from Indian skies

Whales beach and die in sand

Bad Dreams are good

In the Great Plan



And you cannot be trusted

Do you even know you are lying?

It’s dangerous to kid yourself

You go deaf, dumb, and blind

You take with such entitlement

You give bad attitude

You have No grace

No empathy

No gratitude

You have no sense of consequence

Oh, my head is in my hands

Bad Dreams are good

In the Great Plan



Before that altering apple

We were one with everything

No sense of self and other

No self-consciousness

But now we have to grapple

With this man-made world backfiring

Keeping one eye on our brother’s deadly selfishness



Everyone’s a victim here

Nobody’s hands are clean

There’s so very little left of wild Eden Earth

So near the jaws of our machines

We live in these electric scabs

These lesions once were lakes

We don’t know how to shoulder blame

Or learn from past mistakes

So who will come to save the day?

Mighty Mouse. . . ? Superman. . . ?

Bad Dreams are good

In the Great Plan



In the dark

A shining ray

I heard a three-year-old boy say

Bad Dreams are good

In the Great Plan




http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2007/09/17/070917po_poem_mitchell

venerdì 24 ottobre 2008



• Song To A Seagull (Joni Mitchell) (1968)
• Clouds (1969)
• Ladies Of The Canyon (1970)
• Blue (1971)
• For The Roses (1972)
• Court And Spark (1974)
• The Hissing Of Summer Lawns (1975)
• Hejira (1976)
• Don Juan's Reckless Daughter (1977)
• Mingus (1979)
• Wild Things Run Fast (1982)
• Dog Eat Dog (1985)
• Chalk Mark In A Rain Storm (1988)
• Night Ride Home (1991)
• Turbulent Indigo (1994)
• Taming The Tiger (1998)
• Both Sides Now (2000)
• Songs Of A Prairie Girl (2005)
• Shine (2007)

sisotowbell lane

SISOTOWBELL LANE

Sisotowbell Lane
Noah is fixing the pump in the rain
He brings us no shame
We always knew that he always knew
Up over the hill
Jovial neighbors come down when they will
With stories to tell
Sometimes they do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Each of us rocks his share
Eating muffin buns and berries
By the steamy kitchen window
Sometimes we do
Our tongues turn blue

Sisotowbell Lane
Anywhere else now would seem very strange
The seasons are changing
Everyday in everyway
Sometimes it is spring
Sometimes it is not anything
A poet can sing
Sometimes we try
Yes we always try
We have a rocking chair
Somedays we rock and stare
At the woodlands and the grasslands and the badlands 'cross the river
Sometimes we do
We like the view

Sisotowbell Lane
Go to the city you'll come back again
To wade thru the grain
You always do
Yes we always do
Come back to the stars
Sweet well water and pickling jars
We'll lend you the car
We always do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Someone is always there
Rocking rhythms while they're waiting with the candle in the window
Sometimes we do
We wait for you

Testi di Joni Mitchell

giovedì 23 ottobre 2008

her first album


Joni Mitchell (1968)
- Already a well-known songwriter with hits for Judy Collins and Tom Rush, she declined to record any of her familiar songs on her debut album, instead releasing sparely arranged, folky songs that either hit the mark dead on ("Cactus Tree") or wander off into obscurity ("The Pirate of Penance"). (DBW)
- One of her most musically challenging efforts, with a bunch of complex, moody, ultra-serious tunes that are hard to follow ("Nathan La Franeer") and often go on too long ("The Dawntreader") But everything that makes her early period so great is here to be heard: incredibly clear and powerful vocals; elaborate acoustic guitar picking; heavy lyrics with tons of metaphors; and a totally pure art-for-art's-sake attitude ("I Had A King"). "Cactus Tree" is really memorable, the flamenco-like "Penance" has a chilling melody and a fascinating second vocal part, there are no embarassments, and although the minor works wouldn't have made it onto Blue, they're enjoyable (the lush, romantic "Michael From Mountains"; "Sisotowbell Lane"; the oddly-timed "Song To A Seagull"). Everything's solo with guitar apart from the pop-flavored "Night In The City," which gets Simon & Garfunkel-like bass, harpsichord-like piano, and counterpoint harmonies. Also known as Song To A Seagull, this was "produced" by David Crosby, meaning that he got her into the studio and let her loose. (JA)

from http://www.warr.org/joni.html#Joni