From: owner-joni-digest@smoe.org (JMDL Digest) To: joni-digest@smoe.org Subject: JMDL Digest V2014 #712 Reply-To: joni@smoe.org Sender: owner-joni-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-joni-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk Unsubscribe:mailto:joni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe Website:http://jonimitchell.com JMDL Digest Monday, May 12 2014 Volume 2014 : Number 712 ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- Re: CMIARS and everything else [Laura Stanley ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 12 May 2014 09:16:07 -0500 From: Laura Stanley Subject: Re: CMIARS and everything else Hi Bob, How's it going? Your post reminded me of The Judgement of the Moon and Stars. Like Beethoven, Joni is human. I'm of the opinion that although her motivation at first with the eukele in the coffee houses was a little cash, that when she no longer fit the ranks of the amateurs, artistic expression was most important. I love the way she's changed things up over the years. I agree with Sue that Night Ride Home is a guitar masterwork, a point of change. The depth created by the beats and spaces in the instrumentation as well as the variety and orchestration of the instruments centering around the unique use of the guitar is like nothing I've heard before. Without me giving any opinion, I asked my son who is studying music for his opinion of the album, and he commented on the uniqueness and didn't try to put it into any particular classification. Joni's close friends said to me that she doesn't get the kind of good input on a regular basis that she used to, and in their opinion it is good for her now to hear compliments and be told she is appreciated. I think the world of her and was fortunate to look deep into her eyes and tell her that. To me she isn't just like anybody else any more than my mother is like anybody else. Pedestals in my experience just happen, like some people fascinate me and other's don't. Love, Laura Judgement of the Moon and Stars No tongue in the bell And the fishwives yell But they might as well be mute So you get to keep the pictures That dont seem like much Cold white keys under your fingers Now youre thinking Thats no substitute It just dont do it Like the song of a warm, warm body Loving your touch In the court they carve your legend With an apple in its jaw And the women that you wanted They get their laughs Long silk stockings On the bedposts of refinement Youre too raw They think youre too raw Its the judgement of the moon and stars Your solitary path Draw yourself a bath Think what youd like to have For supper Or take a walk A park A bridge A tree A river Revoked but not yet cancelled The gift goes on In silence In a bell jar Still a song ... Youve got to shake your fists at lightning now Youve got to roar like forest fire Youve got to spread your light like blazes All across the sky Theyre going to aim the hoses on you Show em you wont expire Not till you burn up every passion Not even when you die Come on now Youve got to try If youre feeling contempt Well then you tell it If youre tired of the silent night Jesus, well then you yell it Condemned to wires and hammers Strike every chord that you feel That broken trees And elephant ivories Conceal Subject: Re: CMIARS and everything else I couldn't have lived Joni's life and she couldn't have lived mine. (especially given that I'm a non-smoker - ha!) That's neither good nor bad, it's just life. We all lead our own lives and leave our own marks in this world, and that doesn't make any of us better than any other. I prefer a level playing field to one full of pedestals. I am proud to be an amateur...it means I do what I do for LOVE (Amor) than for money Sent from my iPhone ------------------------------ End of JMDL Digest V2014 #712 ***************************** ------- To post messages to the list,sendtojoni@smoe.org. Unsubscribe by clicking here: mailto:joni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe -------