From: les@jmdl.com (JMDL Digest) To: joni-digest@smoe.org Subject: JMDL Digest V2001 #295 Reply-To: joni@smoe.org Sender: les@jmdl.com Errors-To: les@jmdl.com Precedence: bulk Unsubscribe: mailto:joni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe Archives: http://www.smoe.org/lists/joni Websites: http://www.jmdl.com http://www.jonimitchell.com JMDL Digest Sunday, July 15 2001 Volume 2001 : Number 295 The Official Joni Mitchell Homepage, created by Wally Breese, can be found at http://www.jonimitchell.com. It contains the latest news, a detailed bio, Original Interviews, essays, lyrics and much much more. The JMDL website can be found at http://www.jmdl.com and contains interviews, articles, the member gallery, archives, and much more. Information on the 4th "Annual" New England JoniFest: http://www.jmdl.com/jfne2001.cfm ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- aging punk in lotusland [greenstudio@sympatico.ca] Re: A semi-Joni night [Michael Paz ] Re: Jonifest(njc) [Scott and Jody ] Re: Jonifest njc [Michael Paz ] Joni at Red Rocks ["Craig" ] Re: Jonifest(njc) [RoseMJoy@aol.com] Re: joni on cobain (NJC) ["Lori R. Fye" ] a joni moment ["Victor Johnson" ] RE: aging punk in lotusland ["Wally Kairuz" ] aging punk in lotusland [greenstudio@sympatico.ca] re: RE: aging punk in lotusland [greenstudio@sympatico.ca] re: RE: aging punk in lotusland [greenstudio@sympatico.ca] re: RE: aging punk in lotusland [greenstudio@sympatico.ca] RE: RE: aging punk in lotusland ["Wally Kairuz" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: 14 Jul 2001 06:08:17 -0500 From: greenstudio@sympatico.ca Subject: aging punk in lotusland So I'm this lonely painter see, and I really do live in a box of paints, a new one this past while, in an old Orangemen's hall in a sorta newaged up neighbourhood in a little garden village full of professors of things like cultural studies, academics into gender studies, tired city gays who cook fritatas on Sunday and call anything without wine or beer in it a martini. We understand other cultures by eating their food, by importing their blouses in the utne reader. You know the scene. Everybody's to the left so far they have to balance their vehicles with rock. Trust account hippies. I weed my garden and oh lord how this sets me apart because everything should be natural, and nettles make a tasty brew and a sweet little hair conditioner too, though nobody does, none of us do and darling boy, we do not trim the rue it was planted in honor of artemis.The goddess.Even though it throttles the roses I moved from my grandma's garden. I sometimes think they've sanctified their laziness so long they believe the crap they spew. Remember when journalists used to talk about the baby boomers moving through the snake? That clumsy catchword poetics? They never that I heard mentioned that the closer to the tail the boomers got the more they became......well, think about it, and being that much younger than the boomers think how rich the soil will be in my old years. So we had a christening in the garden, a new little imported Chinese baby, tasteful as all get out and there was an anglican ceremony by daylight, and a pagan ceremony by night, with calls to artemis and a cast of others who I did not sense stir in their long sleep for the blessing any more than I sensed them stir when I trimmed surreptitiously the aforementioned rue. And after calls to the panoply of pagans calls to the bartender, and clutched clanking bottles, some into the house for solemn talk, and early beddybyes, but a few out to the box of paints I live in for people who like to rock. Now the music had all been newagey pap, or world music softly played, or Billy Holiday for the Boys in emotional drag, or bluegrass and lord I had wearied of it. I was filled with gall that smoke erases and it did but the yups and the dinks needed music and all I had was downloaded Joni Mitchell, hey manlike she's just so dark man, and doncha have any........no, sorry, just hiphop and Joni. They settled for Joni. Across the table, over a flat out painting a woman's eyes lit up. She'd been bitterly sarcastic all day but I thought she just hated me on sight. We ended up dancing a dignified variation on the old fashioned waltz and I remember looking deep into one another's eyes and mouthing Cowards against the altitude, cowards against the flesh, cowards caught between yes and no, restless this time on the line for yes yes yes, Cowards restless in the play of your changing traffic lights, cowards slinking down the hall to another restless night. And we drank ourselves silly and downloaded anything that might irritate a gentrified hippy and we played it loud and danced. Cause we was coolsville. A real little Jonifest. And we vowed to make it to the next one, an organized one. Take care guys and thanks for the company through my lurking. If it wasn't for the list here and a couple of kinda raunchy webcams I'd have long ago gone mad. It can happen to a punk.....in lotusland. greenstudio ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 11:29:11 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: A semi-Joni night Bob- Have a great holiday at the beach with the fam! I agree with you about Love, I think it is a very uplifting song. That whole record is very high on my list of Joni faves. Michael NP-Pay The Price-The Buffalo Springfield Filmore 1967 on 7/13/01 5:22 AM, SCJoniGuy@aol.com at SCJoniGuy@aol.com wrote: > Just a quick post before I prepare to head for the SC Coast and Pawley's > Island... > > Joni thing 1: I don't understand why "Love" isn't considered a happy song. > The original text from Paul's letter to the church he started in Corinth is > nothing but uplifting joy, and Joni barely tweaks the words in her song, in > which she lists the attributes of love and its manifestations. To me it's > full of joy and ends WTRF on a very positive note. Sure, the melody isn't > upbeat like "Streetlights" and may even contain a touch of melancholy, but > the words are not melancholy to my understanding anyway. > > Well, that's it...I've got a laundry list of things to do before we leave > tomorrow...y'all have a great day, and I'll be checking in...how could I not? > ;~) > > Bob > > NP: Ani, "sick of me" ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 11:06:11 -0500 From: Scott and Jody Subject: Re: Jonifest(njc) Victor!! Say it isn't so!!! I can't imagine Jonifest without you and I was so looking forward to meeting Holley! Btw, just received "Sunnytime Soup"!! I love it! Can't wait to send it off to my two favorite kids in Baltimore that love music. Cassidy at age 5 prefers Dylan over Barney and McKane, age three sports around this little guitar and calls himself Tom Mixon. I guess that's his stage name. Where he came up with that, we'll never know. He also claims to be Cal Ripkin Jr.II. They were in town and we went to a Brewers game. McKane, wearing an Orioles shirt and a Mets cap reminded me that his job was to make sure all the players had the right numbers on their shirts. His Mets cap's job was to make his brain safe! KIDS - sheeeesh! They are so nutty!!!! Back to Jonifest.......Since we are moving, maybe we could have a garage sale and donate all the proceeds to you and Holley. We have a ton of stuff to get rid of........ Lot's of Love, jody andscott ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 11:39:36 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: Jonifest njc Wally you are gonna have t9o pray extra hard this year cause I have selected a couple of doosies. I also have a new sing-a-long for everyone to do. Michael NP-Nowadays Clancy Can't Even Sing-Buffalo Springfield on 7/13/01 8:59 AM, Wally Kairuz at wallykai@fibertel.com.ar wrote: > that's right. we all pray for michael paz before his set. > wallyK, getting MORE excited than usual as the fest gets closer > > -----Mensaje original----- > De: owner-joni@jmdl.com [mailto:owner-joni@jmdl.com]En nombre de > AsharaJM@aol.com > Enviado el: Viernes, 13 de Julio de 2001 12:37 p.m. > Para: joni@smoe.org > CC: Jonifest@aol.com > Asunto: Jonifest > > > 3) If you can't make it but would like to phone the party, the best time to > call would probably be Friday night, as on Saturday we will be at the > church. > Ashara ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 09:45:46 -0700 From: "Craig" Subject: Joni at Red Rocks Joni was to play at Red Rocks during the 70s Miles of Aisles tour after Court and Spark was released, but got rained out. I was there. The concert was rescheduled for the next night at an indoor auditorium. Craig ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 12:46:17 EDT From: RoseMJoy@aol.com Subject: Re: Jonifest(njc) In a message dated 7/14/01 12:34:07 PM Eastern Daylight Time, johnsonjs@earthlink.net writes: > Back to Jonifest.......Since we are moving, maybe we could have a garage > sale and donate all the proceeds to you and Holley. We have a ton of > stuff to get rid of........ > That is so nice of you Jody I hope that there's a way we can get Victor and Holley here rosemjoy@aol.com ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 10:15:33 -0700 (PDT) From: "Lori R. Fye" Subject: Re: joni on cobain (NJC) Hell wrote: > I always thought the "whiney white kids" were the female singer-songwriters > in the late 90's who all cited Joni as an inspiration, eg. Jewel, Joan Osborne, > Alanis Morrissette. They all seemed so "angst-filled" and I got the impression > Joni thought the same way I did - "Get over yourselves! What do you know > about suffering!?" But ... but ... JEWEL LIVED IN HER CAR!!! (How many times did she tell that story?) Poor thing. Lori in DC, who lived in her VW Beetle with her DOG in PHOENIX during the SUMMER of 1982 ... now if I could just find a couple of angst-filled lesbians to help me write a song about it ... ; ) ~ Get personalized email addresses from Yahoo! Mail - only $35 a year! http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 13:17:19 -0400 From: "Victor Johnson" Subject: a joni moment I was playing at a Borders in Marietta last night and talking to one of the employees after the show. First she said that she loved "Rainbow Connection" (which I did in Kermit the Frog voice) and then she said she had been talking to a customer at the information desk while I was playing "Free Man in Paris" when the customer looked at her and turned around and said "Is that Joni Mitchell?" So I guess I'm doing okay if I'm getting mistaken for her. It's weird playing at a bookstore...you never really know who's listening because most people are walking around, looking at books. Victor NP: Dave Matthews Band "Everyday" (My first purchase of this band) Victor Johnson http://www.cdbaby.com/victorjohnson "Just beyond the morning falls the river of your dreams, Escaping from the day these wild creatures run away." Victor Johnson ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 15:36:40 -0300 From: "Wally Kairuz" Subject: RE: aging punk in lotusland jesus, it must be hell living in a place like that! keep the cam and buy some comfort food, for god's sake! wallyK, my mom used to make frittata when we didn't have any money because she's italian and all the gentrified italian food you eat nowadays is just peasant italian food that we were embarrassed to eat when we were kids. we are poor again in argentina so we'll be eating a lot of polenta and frittata by and by. ------------------------------ Date: 14 Jul 2001 17:17:51 -0500 From: greenstudio@sympatico.ca Subject: aging punk in lotusland So I'm this lonely painter see, and I really do live in a box of paints, a new one this past while, in an old Orangemen's hall in a sorta newaged up neighbourhood in a little garden village full of professors of things like cultural studies, academics into gender studies, tired city gays who cook fritatas on Sunday and call anything without wine or beer in it a martini. We understand other cultures by eating their food, by importing their blouses in the utne reader. You know the scene. Everybody's to the left so far they have to balance their vehicles with rock. Trust account hippies. I weed my garden and oh lord how this sets me apart because everything should be natural, and nettles make a tasty brew and a sweet little hair conditioner too, though nobody does, none of us do and darling boy, we do not trim the rue it was planted in honor of artemis.The goddess.Even though it throttles the roses I moved from my grandma's garden. I sometimes think they've sanctified their laziness so long they believe the crap they spew. Remember when journalists used to talk about the baby boomers moving through the snake? That clumsy catchword poetics? They never that I heard mentioned that the closer to the tail the boomers got the more they became......well, think about it, and being that much younger than the boomers think how rich the soil will be in my old years. So we had a christening in the garden, a new little imported Chinese baby, tasteful as all get out and there was an anglican ceremony by daylight, and a pagan ceremony by night, with calls to artemis and a cast of others who I did not sense stir in their long sleep for the blessing any more than I sensed them stir when I trimmed surreptitiously the aforementioned rue. And after calls to the panoply of pagans calls to the bartender, and clutched clanking bottles, some into the house for solemn talk, and early beddybyes, but a few out to the box of paints I live in for people who like to rock. Now the music had all been newagey pap, or world music softly played, or Billy Holiday for the Boys in emotional drag, or bluegrass and lord I had wearied of it. I was filled with gall that smoke erases and it did but the yups and the dinks needed music and all I had was downloaded Joni Mitchell, hey manlike she's just so dark man, and doncha have any........no, sorry, just hiphop and Joni. They settled for Joni. Across the table, over a flat out painting a woman's eyes lit up. She'd been bitterly sarcastic all day but I thought she just hated me on sight. We ended up dancing a dignified variation on the old fashioned waltz and I remember looking deep into one another's eyes and mouthing Cowards against the altitude, cowards against the flesh, cowards caught between yes and no, restless this time on the line for yes yes yes, Cowards restless in the play of your changing traffic lights, cowards slinking down the hall to another restless night. And we drank ourselves silly and downloaded anything that might irritate a gentrified hippy and we played it loud and danced. Cause we was coolsville. A real little Jonifest. And we vowed to make it to the next one, an organized one. Take care guys and thanks for the company through my lurking. If it wasn't for the list here and a couple of kinda raunchy webcams I'd have long ago gone mad. It can happen to a punk.....in lotusland. greenstudio ------------------------------ Date: 14 Jul 2001 17:24:35 -0500 From: greenstudio@sympatico.ca Subject: re: RE: aging punk in lotusland below find responses to a desciption of the christening I posted online last night...love those jmlders. See you later tonight. Mom's bringing me out. Boyfriend's back... > ** Original Subject: RE: aging punk in lotusland > ** Original Sender: "Wally Kairuz" > ** Original Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 14:36:51 -0400 > ** Original Message follows... > > jesus, it must be hell living in a place like that! keep the cam and buy > some comfort food, for god's sake! > > wallyK, my mom used to make frittata when we didn't have any money because > she's italian and all the gentrified italian food you eat nowadays is just > peasant italian food that we were embarrassed to eat when we were kids. we > are poor again in argentina so we'll be eating a lot of polenta and frittata > by and by. >** --------- End Original Message ----------- ** > greenstudio ------------------------------ Date: 14 Jul 2001 17:34:38 -0500 From: greenstudio@sympatico.ca Subject: re: RE: aging punk in lotusland below find responses to a desciption of the christening I posted online last night...love those jmlders. See you later tonight. Mom's bringing me out. Boyfriend's back... > ** Original Subject: RE: aging punk in lotusland > ** Original Sender: "Wally Kairuz" > ** Original Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 14:36:51 -0400 > ** Original Message follows... > > jesus, it must be hell living in a place like that! keep the cam and buy > some comfort food, for god's sake! > > wallyK, my mom used to make frittata when we didn't have any money because > she's italian and all the gentrified italian food you eat nowadays is just > peasant italian food that we were embarrassed to eat when we were kids. we > are poor again in argentina so we'll be eating a lot of polenta and frittata > by and by. >** --------- End Original Message ----------- ** > greenstudio ------------------------------ Date: 14 Jul 2001 17:33:13 -0500 From: greenstudio@sympatico.ca Subject: re: RE: aging punk in lotusland below find responses to a desciption of the christening I posted online last night...love those jmlders. See you later tonight. Mom's bringing me out. Boyfriend's back... > ** Original Subject: RE: aging punk in lotusland > ** Original Sender: "Wally Kairuz" > ** Original Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 14:36:51 -0400 > ** Original Message follows... > > jesus, it must be hell living in a place like that! keep the cam and buy > some comfort food, for god's sake! > > wallyK, my mom used to make frittata when we didn't have any money because > she's italian and all the gentrified italian food you eat nowadays is just > peasant italian food that we were embarrassed to eat when we were kids. we > are poor again in argentina so we'll be eating a lot of polenta and frittata > by and by. >** --------- End Original Message ----------- ** > greenstudio ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 19:53:09 -0300 From: "Wally Kairuz" Subject: RE: RE: aging punk in lotusland greenstudio, i've received the post below nine times. should i interpret? ;-) wallyK - -----Mensaje original----- De: owner-joni@jmdl.com [mailto:owner-joni@jmdl.com]En nombre de greenstudio@sympatico.ca Enviado el: Sabado, 14 de Julio de 2001 07:33 p.m. Para: Wally Kairuz; greenstudio@sympatico.ca; joni@smoe.org; Michal Manson Asunto: re: RE: aging punk in lotusland below find responses to a desciption of the christening I posted online last night...love those jmlders. See you later tonight. Mom's bringing me out. Boyfriend's back... > ** Original Subject: RE: aging punk in lotusland > ** Original Sender: "Wally Kairuz" > ** Original Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 14:36:51 -0400 > ** Original Message follows... > > jesus, it must be hell living in a place like that! keep the cam and buy > some comfort food, for god's sake! > > wallyK, my mom used to make frittata when we didn't have any money because > she's italian and all the gentrified italian food you eat nowadays is just > peasant italian food that we were embarrassed to eat when we were kids. we > are poor again in argentina so we'll be eating a lot of polenta and frittata > by and by. >** --------- End Original Message ----------- ** > greenstudio ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2001 18:07:23 -0700 From: "Kate Bennett" Subject: playmates njc slide down my rainbarrel into my cellar door & we'll be (blank blank) friends for ever more more more more more! and that's the extent of my deep thoughts today... ------------------------------ End of JMDL Digest V2001 #295 ***************************** ------- Post messages to the list by clicking here: mailto:joni@smoe.org Unsubscribe by clicking here: mailto:joni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe ------- Siquomb, isn't she?