From: les@jmdl.com (JMDL Digest) To: joni-digest@smoe.org Subject: JMDL Digest V2004 #244 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 Friday, May 28 2004 Volume 2004 : Number 244 ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- NJC Re: Free Joni covers Mania! [SCJoniGuy@aol.com] Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda [Catherine McKay ] Re: Joni Mitchell Show at American Conservatory Theatre in SF [Richard Go] Re: The McGarrigles & Wainwrights in the UK [NJC] [Richard Goldman ] Where Is The Eagle? (NJC) ["c Karma" ] Re: Where Is The Eagle? (NJC) [David Sadowski ] Re: Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda [Doug ] Today's Library Links: May 28 [ljirvin@jmdl.com] RE: 1900 (NJC)/flicks sc ["Kate Bennett" ] RE: The McGarrigles & Wainwrights in the UK [NJC [Garret ] Belgian racists? njc [ReckersL@ebrd.com] Re: Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda [Ken ] Njc Something for Eric Idle fans ["Les Irvin" ] Reuters/Billboard story on new Joni greatest hits release ["Music Is Spec] Beth Patterson in Birmingham 06/05 - NJC ["Cynthia Vickery" Subject: Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda I realize no one in the entire world outside this tiny/big country I live in probably gives a rat's ass about what goes on here politically. Most of you don't have a clue who our Prime Minister is. That's OK. I probably don't know who your leader is either unless you're in the US or the UK, in which case, who could not notice? I'm going to rant anyway, because I can. We're lucky here in Canada, because we don't have a GWB. On the other hand, we do have an election coming up at the end of June and I don't have a clue who to vote for. In the US it would be easy enough. Anyone but GWB. But here in Canada, we have more parties, more choice and more regional division than probably any other country in the world I can think of. Do I vote for the current government who are, at best, cynical and boring, but not necessarily drunk, and who are, at worst, corrupt, as recent news events have amply demonstrated? Do I vote for the stupid PC/Reform amalgam of complete weirdness whose platform is cut taxes, cut services and uphold family values? We all know what that means. Big sigh. I was leaning towards NDP this time, until Jack Layton announced he wanted to use our Canada Pension Plan money to improve building and infrastructure and to slap on yet another tax, on inheritance money. Let's mortgage our futures and those of our children at the same time. Well, feck that, eh? If I were in Quebec, I would have yet another choice - the Bloc. Caline de bine! How useless is that? a so-called national party whose sole purpose is getting Quebec to separate from the rest of Canada? I could pull a Ron and not vote at all, but that doesn't seem like an option to me. Like anyone would notice? After Dalton McGuinty's budget here last week in Ontario, where they cut some of our health services, while making us pay a so-called "premium" (yar, tax) for health insurance that's going to take another $700 or so a year out of my pocket, after promising they would do no such thing, I've lost whatever faith I had in the provincial Liberals as well, after voting for them, and being so glad the Tories had gotten the boot. I'm in a real quandary, Canadian listers, and feeling not even cynical any more. Cynical isn't pissed off. I'm feckin' outraged and I don't have a clue who to vote for. I wonder if there's a Green Party candidate in my riding? And y'know what? We're probably going to end up with a minority government, which has its good points, but will doubtless end up with a non-confidence vote and we'll be right back at the polls within a year. All I can say is, I have a number of questions that I plan to pose to my local candidates of all parties, to see what they answer and maybe then I can decide. But I feel like, whoever I vote for, the next 3-5 years are going to suck. Does anyone else fee as pissed-off as I? ===== Catherine Toronto - ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We all live so close to that line, and so far from satisfaction ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 20:01:58 -0700 From: Richard Goldman Subject: Re: Joni Mitchell Show at American Conservatory Theatre in SF Finally!! Mike, you are blessed! Thank you for bringing us this news!! Fabulousness! ~Richard - ------------ >Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 19:26:15 -0700 >From: Mike Friedman >Subject: Joni Mitchell Show at American Conservatory Theatre in SF > >This is from a friend of mine who works at ACT (a repertory theater in >SF). I don't know much about it other than what is on the web page, but >I will be going! > >Mike >- ----------------------------------- >http://act-sf.org/index.cfm?s_id=&pid=tkt_zeu_jon > >This link has a nice photo of Mitchell I've not seen before. > >http://act-sf.org/index.cfm?s_id=&pid=tkt_zeu_jon > >And finally a press release describing the show: > >For Immediate Release > >A.C.T. Young Conservatory Presents World Premiere Musical Theater Piece >Ladies of the Canyon: The Music of Joni Mitchell ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 20:13:14 -0700 From: Richard Goldman Subject: Re: The McGarrigles & Wainwrights in the UK [NJC] Jerry, I've owned it for awhile. Yes, it's soooooooo wonderful. I also got to see them all together for a one-night-only show, in of all places, Muncie, Indiana, nearly 2 years ago, September, 2002. Kate and Anna had been driving through (they drive themselves and their instruments to all their own gigs) Indiana a few years before, and stumbled upon Jimmy Dean's hometown, Fairmont, where he's also buried, and a very cool Victorian house/gallery with all the Jimmy Dean memorabilia in the world, run by two gay guys... and his old high school, in disrepair. Kate thought Rufus would get a kick out of it, and when Rufus toured through there in 2001 with Poses, he drove up and visited, and the guys got him to commit to doing a benefit to raise money to renovate the high school building. Rufus got Kate, Anna, Martha, Teddy Thompson, his bassist, Jeffrey Hill, Lilly Lankin, Joel Zifkin, and Chaim Tannenbaum, to all schlep out to Muncie, the college auditorium, for a one-night only gig. Of course we flew out for it! It was just like the reviews coming in now, more like London, than Dublin, because it was pretty under-rehearsed, but an absolutely divine evening. So amazingly fabulous.... And we hung with them for hours afterwards, into the wee hours... I don't think they raised much for the high school... those guys didn't know what they had, or how to publicize it.. Still, everyone had such a blast. Ah... memories.... A cool photo the McGarrigle Hour site, : http://www.rykodisc.com/RykoInternal/Features/113/default.htm ~Richard n.p. Baby Please Don't Go - Harry Manx on RadioParadise.com >Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 13:56:12 -0400 >From: Jerry Notaro >Subject: Re: The McGarrigles & Wainwrights in the UK [NJC] > >Do yourself a favor and get the McGarrigle Family Hour DVD. One of my >favorites. > >Jerry ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 03:20:57 +0000 From: "c Karma" Subject: Where Is The Eagle? (NJC) If in fact the newly announced collection, "The Beginning of Survival" includes the words of Chief Seattle, I thought it might be appropriate to acquaint listers not familiar with the words. From my son's bedroom wall, I've taken a framed piece which has an eagle's feather sandwiched between the glass and a dark red matte board. I'm sure that someone probably might be able to find a link to this transcript and maybe it has appeared here before but since we're all here, I'll type it out. Behind the matte board printed on cotton stock is the following: WHERE IS THE EAGLE? In 1854 Chief Seattle of the Puget Sound Indians was asked to sell a large area of land in what is now Washington state. He and his people were also promised a reservation by President Franklin Pierce. Here is Chief Seattle's reply, one of the most beautiful statements on the environment ever made. My copy of it (apologies if any is incorrect of incomplete) begins: How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing, and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people. The sap which courses through the trees carries the memories of the red man. The white man's dead forgot the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful earth, for it is the mother of the red man. We are a part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters; the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body heat of the pony, and the man--all belong to the same family. So, when the Great Chief in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land, he askes much of us. The great Chief in Washington will reserve us a place so that we can live comfortably to ourselves. He will be our father and we will be his children. So we will consider your offer to buy our land, but it will not be easy. For this land is sacred to us. This shining water that moves in the streams and the rivers is not just water but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you land, you must remember that it is sacred, and you must teach your children that it is sacred and that each ghastly reflection in the clear water of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father"s father. The rivers are our brothers, they quench our thirst. The rivers carry our canoes, and feed our children. If we sell you our land, you must remember, and teach your children, that the rivers are our brothers, and yours, and you must henceforth give the rivers the kindness you would give any brother. We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of the land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes from the land whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother but his enemy, and when he has conquered it, he moves on. He leaves his father's graves and his children's birthright forgotten. He treats his mother, the earth, and his brother, the sky, as things to be bought, plundered, sold like sheep or bright beads. His appetite will devour the earth and leave behind only desert. I do not know. Our ways are different from your ways. The sight of your cities pains the eye of the red man. But perhaps it is because the red man is savage and does not understand. There is no quiet place in the white man's cities. No place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring, or the rustle of an insect's wings. But perhaps it is because I am savage and do not understand. The clatter only seems to insult the ears. And what is there to life if a man cannot hear the lonely cry of the whipporwhill or arguments of the frogs around a pond at night? I am a red man and do not understand. The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of a pond, and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by rain or scented with the pine cone. The air is precious to the red man, for all things share the same breath: the beast, the tree, the man, they all share the same breath. The white men, they all share the same breath. The white man does not seem to notice the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb to the stench. But if we sell you our land, you must remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit witih all the life it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. And if we sell you our land you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where even the white man can go and taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow's flowers. So we will consider your offer to buy our land. If we decide to accept I will make one condition. The white man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers. I am savage and do not understand any other way. I have seen a thousand rotting buffaloes on the prairie, left by the white man shot them from a passing train. I am savage and do not understand how the smoking iron horse can be more important that the buffalo that we kill only to stay alive. What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from great lonliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected. You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of our grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself. Even the white man, whose God walks and talks with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We shall see. One thing we know, which the white man may one day discover -- our God is the same God. You may think now that you own Him as you wish to own our land; but you cannot. He is the God of man and his compassion is equal for the red man and for the white. The earth is precious to him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt upon its Creator. The Whites, too, shall pass; perhaps sooner than all other tribes. Contaminate your bed, and you will one night suffocate in your own waste. But in your perishing, you will shine brightly, fired by the strength of the God who brought you to this land for some special purpose gave you dominion over the red man. That destiny is a mystery to us, for we do not understand when the buffalo are slaughtered, the wild horses are tamed, the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills blotted out by talking wires. Where is the thicket? Gone. Where is the eagle? Gone. And that friends, is one of the most beautiful and poignant messages ever delivered. At this time and as never before, I am for want of understanding confused about what it means to be an American. Maybe the "Beginning of Survival" began at the instant the first plane hit the north tower of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, or maybe it began in primordial time within the first single celled organisms. Any way I look at it I figure that today, all work is honorable and mere survival on our planet is more difficult than it need be for too many. In my heart I do not believe the eagle is gone, but perhaps I too am savage. CC _________________________________________________________________ Stop worrying about overloading your inbox - get MSN Hotmail Extra Storage! http://join.msn.click-url.com/go/onm00200362ave/direct/01/ ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 03:24:04 +0000 From: "c Karma" Subject: Where Is The Eagle? (NJC) If in fact the newly announced collection, "The Beginning of Survival" includes the words of Chief Seattle, I thought it might be appropriate to acquaint listers not familiar with the words. From my son's bedroom wall, I've taken a framed piece which has an eagle's feather sandwiched between the glass and a dark red matte board. I'm sure that someone probably might be able to find a link to this transcript and maybe it has appeared here before but since we're all here, I'll type it out. Behind the matte board printed on cotton stock is the following: WHERE IS THE EAGLE? In 1854 Chief Seattle of the Puget Sound Indians was asked to sell a large area of land in what is now Washington state. He and his people were also promised a reservation by President Franklin Pierce. Here is Chief Seattle's reply, one of the most beautiful statements on the environment ever made. My copy of it (apologies if any is incorrect of incomplete) begins: How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing, and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people. The sap which courses through the trees carries the memories of the red man. The white man's dead forgot the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful earth, for it is the mother of the red man. We are a part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters; the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body heat of the pony, and the man--all belong to the same family. So, when the Great Chief in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land, he askes much of us. The great Chief in Washington will reserve us a place so that we can live comfortably to ourselves. He will be our father and we will be his children. So we will consider your offer to buy our land, but it will not be easy. For this land is sacred to us. This shining water that moves in the streams and the rivers is not just water but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you land, you must remember that it is sacred, and you must teach your children that it is sacred and that each ghastly reflection in the clear water of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father"s father. The rivers are our brothers, they quench our thirst. The rivers carry our canoes, and feed our children. If we sell you our land, you must remember, and teach your children, that the rivers are our brothers, and yours, and you must henceforth give the rivers the kindness you would give any brother. We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of the land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes from the land whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother but his enemy, and when he has conquered it, he moves on. He leaves his father's graves and his children's birthright forgotten. He treats his mother, the earth, and his brother, the sky, as things to be bought, plundered, sold like sheep or bright beads. His appetite will devour the earth and leave behind only desert. I do not know. Our ways are different from your ways. The sight of your cities pains the eye of the red man. But perhaps it is because the red man is savage and does not understand. There is no quiet place in the white man's cities. No place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring, or the rustle of an insect's wings. But perhaps it is because I am savage and do not understand. The clatter only seems to insult the ears. And what is there to life if a man cannot hear the lonely cry of the whipporwhill or arguments of the frogs around a pond at night? I am a red man and do not understand. The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of a pond, and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by rain or scented with the pine cone. The air is precious to the red man, for all things share the same breath: the beast, the tree, the man, they all share the same breath. The white men, they all share the same breath. The white man does not seem to notice the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb to the stench. But if we sell you our land, you must remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit witih all the life it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. And if we sell you our land you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where even the white man can go and taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow's flowers. So we will consider your offer to buy our land. If we decide to accept I will make one condition. The white man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers. I am savage and do not understand any other way. I have seen a thousand rotting buffaloes on the prairie, left by the white man shot them from a passing train. I am savage and do not understand how the smoking iron horse can be more important that the buffalo that we kill only to stay alive. What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from great lonliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected. You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of our grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself. Even the white man, whose God walks and talks with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We shall see. One thing we know, which the white man may one day discover -- our God is the same God. You may think now that you own Him as you wish to own our land; but you cannot. He is the God of man and his compassion is equal for the red man and for the white. The earth is precious to him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt upon its Creator. The Whites, too, shall pass; perhaps sooner than all other tribes. Contaminate your bed, and you will one night suffocate in your own waste. But in your perishing, you will shine brightly, fired by the strength of the God who brought you to this land for some special purpose gave you dominion over the red man. That destiny is a mystery to us, for we do not understand when the buffalo are slaughtered, the wild horses are tamed, the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills blotted out by talking wires. Where is the thicket? Gone. Where is the eagle? Gone. And that friends, is one of the most beautiful and poignant messages ever delivered. At this time and as never before, I am for want of understanding confused about what it means to be an American. Maybe the "Beginning of Survival" began at the instant the first plane hit the north tower of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, or maybe it began in primordial time within the first single celled organisms. Any way I look at it I figure that today, all work is honorable and mere survival on our planet is more difficult than it need be for too many. In my heart I do not believe the eagle is gone, but perhaps I too am savage. CC _________________________________________________________________ FREE pop-up blocking with the new MSN Toolbar  get it now! http://toolbar.msn.click-url.com/go/onm00200415ave/direct/01/ ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 23:19:44 -0500 From: David Sadowski Subject: Re: Where Is The Eagle? (NJC) This is an urban legend (see http://www.snopes.com/quotes/seattle.htm): Claim: In 1854 Chief Seattle gave a stirring speech about the sanctity of the land and the need for careful stewardship of it. Status: False. Origins: Though undeniably beautiful, the preceeding speech is not even remotely authentic. Rather than issuing from the very real Chief Seattle in 1854, those moving words were written by a screenwriter in 1971. "Chief Seattle is probably our greatest manufactured prophet," said David Buerge, a Northwest historian. The real Chief Seattle did give a speech in 1854, but he never said "The earth is our mother." Nor did he say "I have seen a thousand rotting buffaloes on the prairie, left by the white man who shot them from a passing train." There were no bison within 600 miles of the chief's home on Puget Sound in the Pacific Northwest, and trains to the West were years away. The words Chief Seattle has become famous for were written by Ted Perry, the screenwriter for Home, a 1972 film about ecology. They have since been widely quoted in books, on TV, and from the pulpit. A children's book, Brother Eagle, Sister Sky: A Message From Chief Seattle, sold 280,000 within the first six months of its 1991 issue. By most accounts, Chief Seattle was a great speaker and skilled diplomat. He was born in 1786, and his real name in the Lushootseed language was See-ahth. Whites found it nearly impossible to pronounce. Seattle was also a warrior with a considerable reputation for daring raids on other Indian tribes. After smallpox wiped out many of his people, he realized the inevitablity of the coming tide of white settlement. In 1854 he made a speech to more than a thousand of his people gathered to greet the Government's Indian superintendent, Isaac Stevens. Most historians agree that the speech was delivered in the Salish dialect. A year later, the chief signed a treaty with the United States Government, ceding much of the area on which the city of Seattle now stands. There is only one record of what Chief Seattle did say in 1854, a translation of the chief's speech done by Dr. Henry Smith who published his recollection in 1887  33 years after it was given. According to Smith, Seattle merely praised the generosity of the President in buying his land. Chief Seattle died in 1866, more than a hundred years before the words that would be attributed to him were penned. Barbara "falsified prophet" Mikkelson ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 00:45:23 -0400 From: Doug Subject: Re: Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda Due to various recent events, cynicism has reached unprecedented heights this time around. While we always knew the Liberal Party liked to be "all things to all people" that is to say, like any good con artist they tell us what we want to hear, and buy our votes with our own money (or debt). Their leader (our Prime Minister) has been exposed as a hypocrite. His family business Canada Steamship Lines is registered offshore and pays no Canadian income tax and, being a multi-millionaire, he belongs to an exclusive health care system, which caters to such multi-millionaires. This is a very touchy subject in Canada. We like to think that everyone is equal under our public health plan. We don't like it when the rich and famous get favoured treatment. And for years I thought he was just another poker-faced liar. The next two runners-up are simply incompetent in running a government, though whoever wins will, of course be constrained by the usual business interests and U.S foreign policy. The best Party, in my opinion, is the separatist Bloc Quebecois. Maybe we can let them separate and then join them. Other than that, everything's wonderful. Doug Catherine McKay wrote: >I realize no one in the entire world outside this >tiny/big country I live in probably gives a rat's ass >about what goes on here politically. Most of you don't >have a clue who our Prime Minister is. That's OK. I >probably don't know who your leader is either unless >you're in the US or the UK, in which case, who could >not notice? I'm going to rant anyway, because I can. > >We're lucky here in Canada, because we don't have a >GWB. On the other hand, we do have an election coming >up at the end of June and I don't have a clue who to >vote for. In the US it would be easy enough. Anyone >but GWB. > >But here in Canada, we have more parties, more choice >and more regional division than probably any other >country in the world I can think of. > >Do I vote for the current government who are, at best, >cynical and boring, but not necessarily drunk, and who >are, at worst, corrupt, as recent news events have >amply demonstrated? Do I vote for the stupid PC/Reform >amalgam of complete weirdness whose platform is cut >taxes, cut services and uphold family values? We all >know what that means. Big sigh. > >I was leaning towards NDP this time, until Jack Layton >announced he wanted to use our Canada Pension Plan >money to improve building and infrastructure and to >slap on yet another tax, on inheritance money. Let's >mortgage our futures and those of our children at the >same time. Well, feck that, eh? > >If I were in Quebec, I would have yet another choice - >the Bloc. Caline de bine! How useless is that? a >so-called national party whose sole purpose is getting >Quebec to separate from the rest of Canada? > >I could pull a Ron and not vote at all, but that >doesn't seem like an option to me. Like anyone would >notice? > >After Dalton McGuinty's budget here last week in >Ontario, where they cut some of our health services, >while making us pay a so-called "premium" (yar, tax) >for health insurance that's going to take another $700 >or so a year out of my pocket, after promising they >would do no such thing, I've lost whatever faith I had >in the provincial Liberals as well, after voting for >them, and being so glad the Tories had gotten the >boot. > >I'm in a real quandary, Canadian listers, and feeling >not even cynical any more. Cynical isn't pissed off. >I'm feckin' outraged and I don't have a clue who to >vote for. I wonder if there's a Green Party candidate >in my riding? > >And y'know what? We're probably going to end up with a >minority government, which has its good points, but >will doubtless end up with a non-confidence vote and >we'll be right back at the polls within a year. > >All I can say is, I have a number of questions that I >plan to pose to my local candidates of all parties, to >see what they answer and maybe then I can decide. But >I feel like, whoever I vote for, the next 3-5 years >are going to suck. > >Does anyone else fee as pissed-off as I? > >===== >Catherine >Toronto >------------------------------------------------------------------------------- >We all live so close to that line, and so far from satisfaction > > > > >______________________________________________________________________ >Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca > >. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 22:59:41 -0700 From: "Kate Bennett" Subject: Re: kd Lang, jc..now NJC >NPIMH: I CAUGHT 'CHA KNOCKIN' AT MY CELLAR DOOR . .< LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 02:04:29 -0400 From: ljirvin@jmdl.com Subject: Today's Library Links: May 28 On May 28 the following articles were published: 1995: "Music Icon Joni Mitchell Discusses Her Music" - NPR Weekend Edition (Interview) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=1019 1998: "Don Juan's Reckless Daughter" - Bay Area Reporter (Review - Concert) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=47 1998: "Reviews vs. Previews" - Gate (Review - Concert, with photographs) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=331 2000: "Joni Mitchell Brings Up Standards" - Detroit Free Press (Concert Preview) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=913 2000: "Joni Mitchell Sets Elegant Standards" - Hartford Courant (Review - Concert) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=518 2000: "Mitchell Brings up Standards" - Detroit News (Concert Preview) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=634 ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 23:22:24 -0700 From: "Kate Bennett" Subject: RE: 1900 (NJC)/flicks sc Me too re: He's my fav actor. What movie is this? >DeNiro is my favorite actor, and although I'm at least as gay as Em, I want to see DeNiro's dong too!!< ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 08:35:09 +0100 From: Garret Subject: RE: The McGarrigles & Wainwrights in the UK [NJC Lieve, i was at that show with Chris Marshall and Dermot. Sort of a very late birthday present for Chris! I would have checked on list if anyone else was going but i wasn't telling Chris where we were going so it was a big surprise for him. It would have been cool to meet for a drink before/after the show. Our seats were messed around and i was moved three times, and removed from the theatre during one song wihch really really p'ed me off me. I don't easily get angry but i was very unhappy with this. For such a prominent establishment one would expect better. Dermot tells me he has drafted a letter in my absence (i'm sure he was not as harsh as i would have been. he, you see, is a front of house manager in the Royal Court theatre so kind of knows the FOH and will probably be nice about it). Anyway, the music was wonderful, and managed to cool my anger and all that. But i have to admit, i didn't enjoy it as much as i should have or would have. Given that i enjoyed it as much as i did (which was a lot, despite how this sounsd), you can safely say it was a great night. Chris- still sorry we didnt get to sit together. Rufus i have waited to see since his first album was released. 1998? I have prayed and begged many times that he come to Dublin, but no. then i moved to London. he played a small solo gig in London a couple of weeks ago, but i had volunteered to work some extra hours (also missed some good opera that night). Glad you enjoyed the night! Thanks for those reviews Richard, some of my friends in Dublin went to the gig there. It was very special in London, but i would have liked to see it in my own town;-) (damn Swedish keyboard, some of the keys are in different places, lol). Is you friend Irish? now all i have to do is track down a bootleg of the show! SO, i know little of the McGarrigles. Can anyone recommend some must haves? GARRET ps- Rufus promised to play London again in the not so distant future, so i look forward to it Citerar JMDL Digest : > > From: Richard Goldman > Subject: Re: The McGarrigles & Wainwrights in the UK [NJC] > > Thanks for the fab review! By all accounts this 4-show mini-family > tour sounds fabulous. > Lucky you, Linda Thompson and Teddy. They didn't show up in Dublin > the next night, but... the McGarrigle/Wainwrights all were more > rehearsed. Who knows who will show up in Manchester tonight, or > Glasgow tomorrow! > Here's a friend's recap of both London, and then Dublin. They're > both fabulous reviews and reads...I wish I was there! > Richard (in San Francisco) > n.p. Guster, "Come Downstairs and Say Hello", on > RadioParadise.com (loads of Joni played > there.....) > ok... the reviews: > - ---------------------------------------------------------------- This message was sent using IMP, the Internet Messaging Program. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 03:36:04 EDT From: BRIANASYMES@aol.com Subject: 1900 / Love Actually NJC I saw 1900 in Boston not at the Brattle St. or Exeter or at the Orson Welles but at some forgettable downtown theater, OF course they cut the scene showing the pair it's Boston! But the scene at the end I remember is De Niro trying to get stiff in the stable with an under age servant girl, when he fails to achieve it he gets depressed and hangs himself. I just rented Love and squeezed it in my busy schedule between midnight and 3:00 am. I t was a British melting of the Bunuel films and White Christmas with Bing Crosby. The TLOG scene was soooo perfect I cried along with Emma listening to BSN. The scenes of the totally ordinary looking porno actors played out on so many levels. Tonight my heart sings out simply "What the world needs now is love sweet love its the one thing there is to little of" Brian Nachtwanderlied. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 05:03:21 -0700 (PDT) From: Em Subject: RE: 1900 (NJC)/flicks sc - --- Kate Bennett wrote: > Me too re: He's my fav actor. What movie is this? > > >DeNiro is my favorite actor, and although I'm at least as gay as Em, > I want > to see DeNiro's dong too!!< Hi Kate, its called "1900", and actually received kind of mixed reviews. A Bernardo Bertolucci flick from the late 70's I think. Very long - even the heavily edited white bread (USA) version is 4 hours. Is about 2 guys growing up in Italy around the turn of the century before last?? (is that right?) hmm..and the political climate, etc in Italy. Spans quite a long period of time. As with so many Italian movies, the cinematography is just delicious. I think I have located a copy of the original director's cut on eBay... in Italian w/subtitles. Great cast - also in it is one of my all time faves, Burt Lancaster, gawd I loved that man... Em ===== .............. "I'm a wheel I'm a wheel, I can roll I can feel, and you can't stop me turning. I'm the sun I'm the sun I can move I can run, but you'll never stop me burning." ...rainbow ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 13:15:00 +0100 From: ReckersL@ebrd.com Subject: Belgian racists? njc Jamie Zoob wrote a few days ago: "The one thing that I learned from the comedienne Natalie Haynes, the other week is that the creator of The Smurfs was Belgian and a possible racist. So Natalie, it turns out is half Belgian and she was talknig about how the only famous Belgians seem also to be Nazi supporters and, generally racist. " Jamie, my reply is not at all a personal attack on you, but I must say this Natalie sounds very ill informed or more likely, just deliberately selective to create an easy story for her "comedy". And if the comment had been about some minority group or developing country, it would have been branded very racist itself. I am Belgian but not at all patriotic. I have lived in London for over 20 years now, and in fact have learned to like Belgium more now than when I lived there - because nothing is perfect, nothing is ideal, not even this wonderful England that I so longed to escape to when I was a teenager... There is racism in Belgium, England, France, Holland, Germany, Italy, Austria, just about any country I care to think of. But all famous Belgians are racists? Hahaha, like Jacques Brel, the painters Delvaux or Magritte, the jazz guitarist Django Rheinhard, or the inventor of the saxophone Adolphe Sax (well I suppose with that name he must be!) So our funny Natalie is half Belgian? So what? I have seen it before, people who start feeling superior to part of their background because of some very fragmentary information. I don't want to become a defender of Belgian honour, but I get irked by generalisations and ignorance, and this one is rather gross. Anyway, I hope this is the last time I need to discuss the B word on the JMDL for a good long time! Lieve. ______________________________________________________________ This message may contain privileged information. If you have received this message by mistake, please keep it confidential and return it to the sender. Although we have taken steps to minimise the risk of transmitting software viruses, the EBRD accepts no liability for any loss or damage caused by computer viruses and would advise you to carry out your own virus checks. The contents of this e-mail do not necessarily represent the views of the EBRD. ______________________________________________________________ ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 08:41:14 -0400 From: Ken Subject: Re: Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda There was a funny Heman cartoon in Gazette. It had this 61/2 foot tall 300 lb guy campaigning. He says to this little short guy. "I'm running for the little guy." That about sums up what I feel for Paul Martin. How can anyone take seriously a guy who owns Canadian Steamship Lines as a liberal or as someone who gives a rats ass about anything but big business. We saw what fun that was when we had good ol' Canadian (so-called) Brian Mulroney in office. But at least we knew he was a conservative and anyone stupid enough to vote for him got what they deserved. So our choices are The Conservatives (Truly Big Business) The Liberals (which are far too conservative) or the NDP who has messed up every time it has won an election. Seems like a good election to scratch my vote. Catherine McKay wrote: >I realize no one in the entire world outside this >tiny/big country I live in probably gives a rat's ass >about what goes on here politically. Most of you don't >have a clue who our Prime Minister is. That's OK. I >probably don't know who your leader is either unless >you're in the US or the UK, in which case, who could >not notice? I'm going to rant anyway, because I can. > >We're lucky here in Canada, because we don't have a >GWB. On the other hand, we do have an election coming >up at the end of June and I don't have a clue who to >vote for. In the US it would be easy enough. Anyone >but GWB. > >But here in Canada, we have more parties, more choice >and more regional division than probably any other >country in the world I can think of. > >Do I vote for the current government who are, at best, >cynical and boring, but not necessarily drunk, and who >are, at worst, corrupt, as recent news events have >amply demonstrated? Do I vote for the stupid PC/Reform >amalgam of complete weirdness whose platform is cut >taxes, cut services and uphold family values? We all >know what that means. Big sigh. > >I was leaning towards NDP this time, until Jack Layton >announced he wanted to use our Canada Pension Plan >money to improve building and infrastructure and to >slap on yet another tax, on inheritance money. Let's >mortgage our futures and those of our children at the >same time. Well, feck that, eh? > >If I were in Quebec, I would have yet another choice - >the Bloc. Caline de bine! How useless is that? a >so-called national party whose sole purpose is getting >Quebec to separate from the rest of Canada? > >I could pull a Ron and not vote at all, but that >doesn't seem like an option to me. Like anyone would >notice? > >After Dalton McGuinty's budget here last week in >Ontario, where they cut some of our health services, >while making us pay a so-called "premium" (yar, tax) >for health insurance that's going to take another $700 >or so a year out of my pocket, after promising they >would do no such thing, I've lost whatever faith I had >in the provincial Liberals as well, after voting for >them, and being so glad the Tories had gotten the >boot. > >I'm in a real quandary, Canadian listers, and feeling >not even cynical any more. Cynical isn't pissed off. >I'm feckin' outraged and I don't have a clue who to >vote for. I wonder if there's a Green Party candidate >in my riding? > >And y'know what? We're probably going to end up with a >minority government, which has its good points, but >will doubtless end up with a non-confidence vote and >we'll be right back at the polls within a year. > >All I can say is, I have a number of questions that I >plan to pose to my local candidates of all parties, to >see what they answer and maybe then I can decide. But >I feel like, whoever I vote for, the next 3-5 years >are going to suck. > >Does anyone else fee as pissed-off as I? > >===== >Catherine >Toronto >------------------------------------------------------------------------------- >We all live so close to that line, and so far from satisfaction > > > > >______________________________________________________________________ >Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 08:47:45 -0400 From: Jerry Notaro Subject: BYT Counting Crows sing BYT live on Today In Concert right now. Jerry ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 11:26:03 -0600 From: "Les Irvin" Subject: Njc Something for Eric Idle fans Eric Idle's written a new song taking on the FCC, Arnold, Bush, Hummers, and everything else. It gave me a good laugh. Listen to it here: http://www.pythonline.com/plugs/idle/index.shtml Where are the Pythons when we need them the most, eh? Les ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 12:50:08 -0500 From: "Music Is Special" Subject: Reuters/Billboard story on new Joni greatest hits release Joni Mitchell in 'Survival' Mode Thu May 27, 2:14 AM ET NEW YORK (Billboard) - Sixteen of Joni Mitchell (news)'s more issue-minded tracks have been rounded up for the compilation "The Beginning of Survival," due July 27 via Geffen Records. The songs are drawn from the Mitchell album "Dog Eat Dog," "Chalk Mark in a Rainstorm," "Night Ride Home," Turbulent Indigo" and "Taming the Tiger." Among the guests sprinkled throughout are Don Henley (news), James Taylor (news), Willie Nelson (news) and Michael McDonald (news). The album's self-described "commentaries on the world in which we live" find Mitchell addressing such as topics as greed and corruption ("No Apologies," "Dog Eat Dog" and "Passion Play (The Story of Jesus and Zachius ... The Little Tax Collector)," featuring actor Rod Steiger (news)), Western culture ("The Three Great Stimulants") and environmental responsibility ("Cool Water," "Lakota"). Also featured are "Slouching Toward Bethlehem" (adapted from a poem by W.B. Yeats), "The Beat of Black Wings," "The Reoccurring Dream," "Impossible Dreamer" and "The Windfall (Everything for Nothing)." Mitchell co-produced the album and contributes an essay as well as original artwork. The liner notes include a reproduction of an environmentally themed letter to the President of the United States, thought to have been penned by Susquamish Indian Chief Seattle in 1852. "The Beginning of Survival" is Geffen's second recent archival Mitchell release, following last September's four-disc boxed set "The Complete Geffen Recordings." The artist has not issued a new studio album since 2002's Nonesuch set "Travelogue," which she has said will be her last. Reuters/Billboard ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 12:37:20 -0500 From: "Cynthia Vickery" Subject: Beth Patterson in Birmingham 06/05 - NJC Those of you who went to Pazfest or who've been here awhile have probably heard of Beth Patterson, Michael's crazy-ass coonass dervish of a friend who plays Celtic music on a Greek bouzouki. Lama - what is you said about Beth? Anyhow, she is absolutely amazing. Incredibly talented and side-splittingly funny and cute as a button. AND she'll be playing here in Birmingham on June 5 at Moonlight Music Cafe, a new wonderful intimate listening room. Anyone interested in joining Gisele and I on the 5th for a Bethfest/mini-Jonifest? http://www.littlebluemen.com/beth.htm http://www.moonlightmusiccafe.com/ cindy ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 19:16:49 -0400 (EDT) From: Catherine McKay Subject: Re: Boring Canadian political rant - njc - pc - yadda yadda --- Ken wrote: > So our choices are The Conservatives (Truly Big > Business) The Liberals > (which are far too conservative) > or the NDP who has messed up every time it has won > an election. > Seems like a good election to scratch my vote. > I tellya, I don't think I've ever felt so down about the future as I do now. I used to tell myself, when things were going badly, that it was just temporary and that the tide would have to turn, and things would get better. But how long does it take? Maybe we should just face the fact that we're all working for a corporation, but we're not getting paid for it. Why bother with elections at all? It seems like a sham. You're in Quebec, aren't you? You could always vote Bloc. Maybe I should form a Bloc Ontarien, whaddya think? anyone wanna join? ===== Catherine Toronto - ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We all live so close to that line, and so far from satisfaction ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 19:29:16 -0400 (EDT) From: Catherine McKay Subject: Re: Njc Something for Eric Idle fans --- Les Irvin wrote: > Eric Idle's written a new song taking on the FCC, > Arnold, Bush, Hummers, and > everything else. It gave me a good laugh. Listen to > it here: > > http://www.pythonline.com/plugs/idle/index.shtml > > Where are the Pythons when we need them the most, > eh? > Les ROTFLMAO - thank you very much, ha ha. ===== Catherine Toronto - ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We all live so close to that line, and so far from satisfaction ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ End of JMDL Digest V2004 #244 ***************************** ------- 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? (http://www.siquomb.com/siquomb.cfm)