From: les@jmdl.com (onlyJMDL Digest) To: onlyjoni-digest@smoe.org Subject: onlyJMDL Digest V2003 #191 Reply-To: joni@smoe.org Sender: les@jmdl.com Errors-To: les@jmdl.com Precedence: bulk Archives: http://www.smoe.org/lists/onlyjoni Websites: http://www.jmdl.com http://www.jonimitchell.com Unsubscribe: mailto:onlyjoni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe onlyJMDL Digest Thursday, June 12 2003 Volume 2003 : Number 191 Sign up now for JoniFest 2003! http://www.jonifest.com ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- Re: Joni interview in Book of Changes 2 [Randy Remote ] Perma Vines - Pleae Help! [Dawn Burns ] (no subject) [Michaelpaz@aol.com] Assist Me [AzeemAK@aol.com] Re: Assist Me [colin ] An Eldrich Youth [AzeemAK@aol.com] An Eldrich Youth [AzeemAK@aol.com] Re: Assist Me [Murphycopy@aol.com] Re: (no subject) [Catherine McKay ] Re: Assist Me [Catherine McKay ] Re: (no subject) ["Mark or Travis" ] Re: An Eldrich Youth [Catherine McKay ] Today in History: June 12 [ljirvin@jmdl.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2003 22:55:17 -0700 From: Randy Remote Subject: Re: Joni interview in Book of Changes 2 The jmdl library turned up 2 interviews by Ms. McKenna, from 1982 and 1988. I wonder if they are the same ones in the new book? Here are links to both of them. Spin 1988 http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=358 New Musical Express 1982 http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=211 "William C. Burnworth/Tim Callaghan" wrote: > Hi ..just saw in Fantagraphics Books list for March 2004 this new > Kristine McKenna anthology of interviews, including Joni, Rickie Lee and > Chrissie, among many other illustrious subjects. here's the link: http://www.fantagraphics.com/norton03f/n_mar.html Love > to all..wish I could join you at Jonifest but am booked at the Gold Coast > Arts Festival in Chicago that weekend (and Wells St. Arts Fest in > Chicago this weekend..Lincoln Center Crafts in NYC next weekend) showing > my work. Sending my best to each of you (and waiting for my WOHAM DVD to > arrive from Amazon tomorrow...) Williamnp: Gwen Guthrie > William Burnworth/Tim CallaghanCastalian Springcspringj@earthlink.net ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 04:40:45 -0700 (PDT) From: Ed Beauchamp Subject: A source for "Voices" catalog Hi folks, For those of you looking for the Mendel "Voices" catalog (it's more of a hard-cover book than a catalog really), I was in Toronto in Oct 2002, and when I visited the AGO (Art Gallery of Ontario for us non-Torontonians) they had lots of copies in their bookstore, so I'd suggest getting in touch with them. Their web site, with contact info, is at http://www.ago.net. Ed __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Calendar - Free online calendar with sync to Outlook(TM). http://calendar.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 15:12:58 -0700 From: Dawn Burns Subject: Perma Vines - Pleae Help! Hello everyone, I am a burnerless candidate to receive a copy of Joni/James disk. Unfortunately, I deleted the message from the kind person who was going to send it to me. I haven't received the cd and I'm concerned that I may have had a typo in my address, or something. It's been a few weeks. To the kind gentleman who was going to send me a cd: If you're out there, could you please contact me so that I can verify that you have the correct address? Please feel free to email me privately. Thanks so much, Dawn Burns Culver City, CA ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 18:16:29 EDT From: Michaelpaz@aol.com Subject: (no subject) Hi Kids- Just had to weigh in with the Thesauras theme (Thanks Hell) I have been rolling on the floor. Here is my contribution to the hysteria. Best, Paz Fucking Terminates I approached approximate to a large American Luxury Vehicle We were expectant for the beacon And I aquired a glance at his credential dish It proclaimed "barely frozen water" Is fairness barely frozen water? Enslaved by insatiability and salaciousness? Only the brawny rendering what they can And the flaccid lamenting what they ought? And the fuel seepage And the lubrication dribble And fucking dispenses all And fucking terminates Fucking terminates Medics' tablets endow you genre fresh maladies And the invoices entomb you like a drift And solicitors haven't denoted this acclaim inasmuch as Robespierre annihilated 50% of Freedom! And executive red men with feathers with their passe' notions perceive The stability is unravelled screwy electrically charged atoms You can detect it with cars butted up together All loathes all! And the fuel seepage And the lubrication dribble And fucking dispenses all And fucking terminates Fucking terminates Each of these mastrubations at the place of employment The molester in the reservoir Oh and the calamaties in the day-care centers Small offspring concealing firearms to academy The bruised atmosphere These growths of the epidermis This vicious luminary pummelling oral sex on This mammoth heap we're in! And the fuel seepage And the lubrication dribble And fucking dispenses all And fucking terminates Fucking terminates Fucking terminates Fucking terminates Fucking terminates Fucking terminates ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 19:32:56 EDT From: AzeemAK@aol.com Subject: Assist Me Well, somebody had to do it, it was only a matter of time. Please note that I use the term "making love" in the old-fashioned sense... Assist me I believe I am becoming enamoured, and not for the first time At such times as I experience this deranged sensation, I am aware that I am imperiling myself as before I'm in peril For you are a peripatetic man, no stranger to the bookmaker's, a honey-tongued Lothario And you are most enamoured of your amorous pursuits But not the extent that you treasure your liberty Assist me I believe I am becoming enamoured, over-precipitately I am full of aspirations for what's to come and concerns over what has been For I have witnessed some extreme conflagrations sputter out into vapourised carbon and traces of burnt wood We are most enamoured of our amorous pursuits But not the extent that we treasure our liberty It was agreeable, was it not Holding our seated conversations Or remaining silent in the prone position It was agreeable, was it not Gyrating with the female with the distressed hosiery It was agreeable, was it not It was agreeable, was it not Assist me I believe I am becoming enamoured of you Do you intend to condemn me to a solo peregrination What a solitary fate that would be We two making love carelessly Making love and making love And experiencing painful emotions withal We are most enamoured of our amorous pursuits But not the extent that we treasure our liberty ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Jun 2003 00:49:48 +0100 From: colin Subject: Re: Assist Me the strange thing about all these reworked lyrics is the read as if sthe person who wrote them uses English as a second langauge-ie they read like translations from another language. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 20:42:57 EDT From: AzeemAK@aol.com Subject: An Eldrich Youth Enough! This actually felt slightly sacrilegeous, and reminded me, not that I needed it, of what a truly extraordinary lyric this is, descriptions cut back to their most sharp-eyed and acute. If poetry is, as Oscar Wilde said, the best words in the best possible order, then it's poetry. Unlike what you see below... An eldrich youth was describing a route characterised by finesse and chaos On a xanthous wheeled plank, among the pavement pedestrians at the start of lunch hour At that very point where I consider him to be idiotic and juvenile When my wish is that he exhibit more masculine traits I apprehend my idiot and my youth Requiring affection and compassion What a very eldrich youth Who has not yet flown the coop Despite having experienced battles, mostly from an ocean-going armed vessel He has still not succeeded in reaching a more adult understanding He is much given to reminiscing about his time in educational establishments And is reluctant to relinquish his younger self Restless and persecuted His unhinged sagacity cleaving to some feral notion He requested that I show forebearance In fact, I was not able to oblige "Be a man!" I exclaimed And once the dust had settled he demanded of me "Can you name any justifiable grounds for so doing?" What a very eldrich youth He regards motor vehicles as groups of small inundations An alternating pattern of matter and void He espies my ravaged countenance We became intoxicated through our peregrinations And we became inebriated in the literal sense And on amorousness, the most powerful toxin and elixir known to Man Witness the waxing and waning of this sensation Comparable to the gravitational pull exerted by our only satellite on the ebb and flow of water At one point I am the advancing waves At another point desiccated costal grains of rock next to him What a very eldrich youth I provided him with raiment and gemstones I offered him my fevered person I offered him droit de seigneur Vast numbers of artificial sight organs were gazing fixedly In a basement area replete with vintage humanoid children's playthings I happened upon a much used keyboard instrument Whereupon mellifluous groups of notes could be heard around the exposed floorboards of vestibules in the North East As the soft palates of those who had paid for their accommodation vibrated audibly Lying as they were in freshly laundered bedlinen, suggestive of enforced confinement to quarters We had recently embarked on our amorous adventure We represented a conflagration among the staid, coiffeurially dyed regulations of the establishment ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 20:45:19 EDT From: AzeemAK@aol.com Subject: An Eldrich Youth Enough! This actually felt slightly sacrilegeous, and reminded me, not that I needed it, of what a truly extraordinary lyric this is, descriptions cut back to their most sharp-eyed and acute. If poetry is, as Oscar Wilde said, the best words in the best possible order, then it's poetry. Unlike what you see below... An eldrich youth was describing a route characterised by finesse and chaos On a xanthous wheeled plank, among the pavement pedestrians at the start of lunch hour At that very point where I consider him to be idiotic and juvenile When my wish is that he exhibit more masculine traits I apprehend my idiot and my youth Requiring affection and compassion What a very eldrich youth Who has not yet flown the coop Despite having experienced battles, mostly from an ocean-going armed vessel He has still not succeeded in reaching a more adult understanding He is much given to reminiscing about his time in educational establishments And is reluctant to relinquish his younger self Restless and persecuted His unhinged sagacity cleaving to some feral notion He requested that I show forebearance In fact, I was not able to oblige "Be a man!" I exclaimed And once the dust had settled he demanded of me "Can you name any justifiable grounds for so doing?" What a very eldrich youth He regards motor vehicles as groups of small inundations An alternating pattern of matter and void He espies my ravaged countenance We became intoxicated through our peregrinations And we became inebriated in the literal sense And on amorousness, the most powerful toxin and elixir known to Man Witness the waxing and waning of this sensation Comparable to the gravitational pull exerted by our only satellite on the ebb and flow of water At one point I am the advancing waves At another point desiccated costal grains of rock next to him What a very eldrich youth I provided him with raiment and gemstones I offered him my fevered person I offered him droit de seigneur Vast numbers of artificial sight organs were gazing fixedly In a basement area replete with vintage humanoid children's playthings I happened upon a much used keyboard instrument Whereupon mellifluous groups of notes could be heard around the exposed floorboards of vestibules in the North East As the soft palates of those who had paid for their accommodation vibrated audibly Lying as they were in freshly laundered bedlinen, suggestive of enforced confinement to quarters We had recently embarked on our amorous adventure We represented a conflagration among the staid, coiffeurially dyed regulations of the establishment ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 22:12:34 EDT From: Murphycopy@aol.com Subject: Re: Assist Me Colin inscribes: << the strange thing about all these reworked lyrics is the read as if sthe person who wrote them uses English as a second langauge-ie they read like translations from another language. >> Which brings me back to that quotation, "There are no synonyms." I wish I could remember who said it (Tom Wolff? Hunter Thompson?), because the truth of that statement has really been driven home by Thesaurus Joni. Otherwise, these new versions would all be very much like the old as far as "meaning" goes. --Bob NPIMH: South of the border down Mexico way . . . ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 22:14:44 -0400 (EDT) From: Catherine McKay Subject: Re: (no subject) --- Michaelpaz@aol.com wrote: > Hi Kids- > Just had to weigh in with the Thesauras theme > (Thanks Hell) I have been > rolling on the floor. Here is my contribution to the > hysteria. Speaking of rolling on the floor - now having a giggle-fit. >Fucking Terminates > Is fairness barely frozen water? > solicitors haven't denoted this acclaim > inasmuch as Robespierre annihilated 50% of Freedom! > And executive red men with feathers I had to go through the whole song in my mind to try to figure out this one down here (there)! > This vicious luminary pummelling oral sex on > This mammoth heap we're in! ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 22:17:49 -0400 (EDT) From: Catherine McKay Subject: Re: Assist Me --- AzeemAK@aol.com wrote: > Well, somebody had to do it, it was only a matter of > time. Please note that > I use the term "making love" in the old-fashioned > sense... > > > Assist me > I believe I am becoming enamoured, and not for the > first time Beautiful! ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 19:18:24 -0700 From: "Mark or Travis" Subject: Re: (no subject) Michaelpaz@aol.com wrote: > Hi Kids- > Just had to weigh in with the Thesauras theme (Thanks Hell) I have > been rolling on the floor. Here is my contribution to the hysteria. > > Best, > > Paz > > > Fucking Terminates Leave it to Paz to do one with that four letter expletive sprinkled liberally all over it! Fucking hilarious, dude! Mark E. in Seattle ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 22:24:06 -0400 (EDT) From: Catherine McKay Subject: Re: An Eldrich Youth --- AzeemAK@aol.com wrote: > Enough! This actually felt slightly sacrilegeous, > and reminded me, not that > I needed it, of what a truly extraordinary lyric > this is, descriptions cut > back to their most sharp-eyed and acute. If poetry > is, as Oscar Wilde said, the > best words in the best possible order, then it's > poetry. Unlike what you see > below... Do you realize you used "peregrinations" in both of yours? LOL! ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Jun 2003 02:00:28 -0400 From: ljirvin@jmdl.com Subject: Today in History: June 12 1983: Joni performed in Concord, California. Craig posted to the list: "Joni came onstage in a white blouse and a black and white skirt. Around the bottom of the skirt was a row a large black and white piano keys. She looked great." - ---- For a comprehensive reference to Joni's appearances, consult Joni Mitchell ~ A Chronology of Appearances: http://www.jonimitchell.com/appearances.html ------------------------------ End of onlyJMDL Digest V2003 #191 ********************************* ------- Post messages to the list by clicking here: mailto:joni@smoe.org Unsubscribe by clicking here: mailto:onlyjoni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe ------- Siquomb, isn't she? (http://www.siquomb.com/siquomb.cfm)