MERRY CHRISTMAS JONI AND A HAPPY NEW WONDERFUL YEAR!!!!
Don Juan's Reckless Daughter
martedì 23 dicembre 2008
mercoledì 12 novembre 2008
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...
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
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
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