From: les@jmdl.com (onlyJMDL Digest) To: onlyjoni-digest@smoe.org Subject: onlyJMDL Digest V2003 #193 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 Saturday, June 14 2003 Volume 2003 : Number 193 Sign up now for JoniFest 2003! http://www.jonifest.com ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- Joni's poem The Fishbowl [SCJoniGuy@aol.com] Joni Reworded [Re: Assist Me] [dsk ] FLASH: Joni Mitchells Famous Yellow Guitar ["c Karma" ] Re: Assist Me ["Stephen Toogood" ] What I did on my Fridaynight [ReckersL@ebrd.com] Re: Joni's poem "The Fishbowl" [Catherine McKay ] Re: Saccharine fowl [Catherine McKay ] News for the Hearing-Impaired, 100% JC ["Lama, Jim L'Hommedieu" ] Re: Spoon And Ignite [=?iso-8859-1?q?Jamie=20Zubairi?= ] Re: the lyrics from hell - well she invented the process!!!! :-) ["hell] Today in History: June 14 [ljirvin@jmdl.com] Today's Library Links: June 14 [ljirvin@jmdl.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 09:21:30 EDT From: SCJoniGuy@aol.com Subject: Joni's poem The Fishbowl Welcome to you & thanks for the message. Joni recited this poem on her 1994 "Much Music" TV appearance. She said she was inspired to write it when she read about Bobby Darin & Sandra Dee and they way they were so closely watched and scrutinized by the press. Bob ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 11:44:02 -0400 From: dsk Subject: Joni Reworded [Re: Assist Me] I thought the first ones were Joni's lyrics put through one of the instant translators now on the internet, except that they "sounded" better than the usual results from those programs. There was still some concern about the rhythm and meaning of the words. Most of them make me think of the beat poets, and I can imagine the words being read very dramatically with someone playing bongos as accompaniment, and with lots of smoke in the air, and nodding heads, all impressed by the depth of it all. There was an early one with lines like "move through the air to you" (I think by Bob Murphy) that needs an interpretive dancer, with scarves and spiked heels, doing his/her thing while, again, the words are being read very dramatically. Thanks to everyone who took the time to do all this reimagining. Debra Shea colin wrote: > > 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: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 17:48:35 +0000 From: "c Karma" Subject: FLASH: Joni Mitchells Famous Yellow Guitar The guitar that was relisted on e-Bay has just sold for $7,201.00 There was hot, hot, hot bidding within the last two minutes, running up the price another grand or so. So exciting!!! This time, the reserve WAS met. Congratulations to all involved. I hope the new owner will enjoy the artifact he or she has just purchased. CC "Speculation, well who's to know if the next one in the nest will glitter for them so." -- JM _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 helps eliminate e-mail viruses. Get 2 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 21:53:27 +0200 From: "ron" Subject: the lyrics from hell - well she invented the process!!!! :-) hi ok - so inspired by all these amazing reworked lyrics i decide to give it a go. right - start with the title: "an unspecified quantity in what manner having the function of malicious ill will derived by irish religious wars our mental faculty by which one determines ones course of action has a specified significance at any time moulding on a block resembling a human foot ........... hell no. im still on the title. this is gonna take a lifetime. try another ****** goose feathers in accord with the reader close to roberta joan anderson <<>> "whatever pertains to the subject under consideration reaches a particular point as a result of orderly progression is added to functioning properly" oh man this takes forever. much respect to those who have pulled these thru, they obviously have way more ability than me. ill leave it to them tho. and if anyone can, and feels inclined to spot the title hiding behind my first attempt. well, theyre free to continue with it :-) ron np - the exploited - blown to bits ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 15:06:52 -0500 From: "J.David Sapp" Subject: Saccharine fowl Sprung up on one more outpost One more stamp within the middle I reclined precious in eternity And sat up disappearing Saccharine fowl you are Ephemeral, a descending supernova All these inflated warranties on makeup kits Elsewhere with your flying feathers of eternity You must be chuckling In back of our orbs Almanacs of our existence Highlighted with concessions Saccharine fowl of eternity and mutation You must be chuckling Up on your plumes chuckling Precious in eternity Metropolis beneath the dunes Might ethics and pulchritude Slipping through everyone's fingers Bestow to me eternity It appears to be slipping from me From this vista view With the universe gyrating And the heavens always speeding No one grasps They won't ever get near Presumptions at best Presumptions founded on what each array of eternity and mutation is caressing Presumptions founded on what each array of eternity and mutation is caressing Presumptions founded on what each array of eternity and mutation is caressing peace, david ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 22:58:18 +0100 From: "Stephen Toogood" Subject: Re: Assist Me Yes I agree. This one really cracks me up. Just try singing it! Steve T NP: 'I Had A King' ~ Joni - ----- Original Message ----- From: "Michael Paz" To: ; "Joni Digest" Sent: Friday, June 13, 2003 3:28 AM Subject: Re: Assist Me > Azeeem I am just peeing my pants on this one. I was thinking about doing > this one and of course opted for something a little more salacious. Thanks > for the laugh. > > Paz > > > > 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: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 00:29:25 +0100 From: ReckersL@ebrd.com Subject: What I did on my Fridaynight OK, here is my contribution. It really was quite an easy one. I feel like tackling something a bit more obscure next time. But I felt this is so obvious that it HAD to be done (unless it has already been done, in which case many sorry OOPSes for missing it). And I guess I should dedicate it to Mr Mueller, the covers man, because I bet he can sing the original lyrics back to front with his eyes closed! ALL ASPECTS, AT PRESENT Lines and icicles of friendly spirits' locks And sorbet palaces in the sky And fluffy ravines all over the place I've considered water vapors as such But presently they merely obscure the light They pour water and ice on all and sundry A number of activities I would have indulged in But water vapor created obstacles. I've considered water vapors from all aspects, at present From above and below, and yet one way or the other It's water vapor dreams I remember I truly don't understand water vapor one tiny bit Planets and early summer and fairground rides The giddy waltzing emotion you experience As each pretty storyline materialises I've considered deep affection as such But at present it's merely a change of program You walk off joking as you leave And should you be concerned, don't advertise it Refrain from offering yourself up. I've considered deep affection from all aspects at present From sharing and receiving, and yet as it goes It's deep affection's dreams I remember I certainly don't understand deep affection one little bit Crying and worrying and a sense of achievement To express your affection in a straightforward way Ideals and plans and reality shows I've considered existence as such But at present long standing relations are behaving unusual They mumble in confusion, they state I'm different Well there have been defeats, but there have been victories In daily existence I've considered existence from all aspects, at present From victory and defeat and yet one way or the other It's existence's dreams I remember I certainly don't understand existence one tiny bit I've considered existence from all aspects, at present From above and below, and yet one way or the other It's existence's dreams I remember I truly don't understand existence one tiny bit. ______________________________________________________________ This message may contain privileged information. 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I still have > the copies somewhere... > > But even more interesting is a poem or lyric that > has no music called THE > FISHBOWL (it has the typical copyright information > at the bottom and is > dated 1969). Hey, David. I had that book (The Music of Joni Mitchell, with the "Clouds" picture on the cover) when I was a kid, but my sister lent it to someone who never returned it. I recently bought a copy on E-Bay. I didn't remember the Fishbowl from when I first had it, but right you are. ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 20:18:20 -0400 (EDT) From: Catherine McKay Subject: Re: Saccharine fowl David, this one is really good. I almost want to say it's better than the original. It sounds like a *Real Poem*. --- "J.David Sapp" wrote: > Sprung up on one more outpost > One more stamp within the middle > I reclined precious in eternity > And sat up disappearing > Saccharine fowl you are > Ephemeral, a descending supernova > All these inflated warranties on makeup kits > Elsewhere with your flying feathers of eternity > You must be chuckling > In back of our orbs > Almanacs of our existence > Highlighted with concessions > Saccharine fowl of eternity and mutation > You must be chuckling > Up on your plumes chuckling > Precious in eternity > Metropolis beneath the dunes > Might ethics and pulchritude > Slipping through everyone's fingers > Bestow to me eternity > It appears to be slipping from me > From this vista view > With the universe gyrating > And the heavens always speeding > No one grasps > They won't ever get near > Presumptions at best > Presumptions founded on what each array of eternity and mutation is caressing > Presumptions founded on what each array of eternity > and mutation is caressing > Presumptions founded on what each array of eternity > and mutation is caressing ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 20:30:56 -0400 From: "Lama, Jim L'Hommedieu" Subject: News for the Hearing-Impaired, 100% JC Joni's DVD, released June 3, 2003, "Joni Mitchell: A Woman of Heart and Mind", has closed captions in English. As Susan Lacy's brilliantly edited footage slews past, the stories and / or lyrics are available on-screen for those who want them. I tested it- it works on my $40, demo, 2-channel-stereo DVD player. Here's a recap: "Joni Mitchell: A Woman Of Heart and Mind" is available from WNET-TV in New York. It's NTSC VHS or DVD. I don't know if the DVD is region-free or not so it may not play at all in DVD players outside of the North American market. From the USA and Canada, you can call 1-800-336-1917. Lama np: Thelonius Monk By the way, that little $40 DVD player sounds better playing CDs than my $140 Sony carousel unit which will soon be available on an auction site near you. The Sony isn't nearly as good as the $50, battery-driven, Panasonic portable for joggers. Go figure. If I start the Sony and then start reading, I find I just keep reading. With the Panasonic on, I often stop reading and think, "Wow. This is beautiful." A piano breathes more like an acoustic instrument in a great room and less like a phone call of an electric piano. Hard to describe. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 21:16:52 -0400 From: "Rache A" Subject: Re: Joni's Poem "The Fishbowl" I have the songbook that the poem is in, the copy posted with the article in Mojo is different from what I have. There's another line, and the end is different. I wonder why she waited to copyright it till '69? Doesn't she have copyrights from '66? This is what's printed in the book: The fishbowl is a world reversed Where fishermen With hooks that dangle From the bottom  up Reel down their catch Without a fight On guilded bait. Pike, pickeral, bass  The common fish Ogle thru distorting glass See only glitter, glamour, gaiety Fog up the bowl with lusty breath Lunge towards the bait and miss And weep for fortunes lost. Envy not the goldfish friend Imprisoned in his golden scales His bubbles breaking round the rim While silly fishes faint for him And sighing say Look there, I think He winked his eye for me! I remember they read it at the homage to her, I don't know which version they went from, but I believe it was handwritten, anyone remember? Rachel >From the JMDL archive. Mojo, Aug. 1998 interview http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=195 It's become like movie stars. I wrote a poem when I was 16. Having written this poem, why am I in this business? But we had to write a poem, right? It was supposed to be blank verse. So I was getting my hair done for some kind of prom deal, because that's the only time we'd go to the beauty parlour in those days. And I was sitting under the dryer, and they had stacks of movie star magazines. The reigning deities, the teenage idols at that time, were Sandra Dee and Bobby Darin, who were newly married. So the tabloids were full of the misadventures of their marriage. And I just felt so bad for them. And I remember thinking to myself, If somebody wrote this about me in the school paper, I would just die. So that's what triggered this poem that had to be turned in for assignment. It was called The Fishbowl: The Fishbowl is a world reversed Where fishermen with hooks That dangle from the bottom up Reel down their catch without a fight Pike, pickerel bass, the common fish Ogle through distorting glass See only glitter, glamour, gaiety Fog up the bowl with lusty breath Lunge towards the bait and miss And weep for fortunes lost Envy the goldfish? Why? His bubbles breaking 'round the rim While silly fishes faint for him And say, "Look there! I think he winked his eye at me." _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 with e-mail virus protection service: 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 02:47:17 +0100 (BST) From: =?iso-8859-1?q?Jamie=20Zubairi?= Subject: Re: Spoon And Ignite Yes, I'm sure she had something more spiritual and sublime when she was writing this but I couldn't help this one! lol much joni jamiezoob Catherine McKay wrote: - --- Jamie Zubairi wrote: > > And you could finish me off, I and could finish off > you.' LOL! I'm not sure that's quite what the poet had in mind! ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca - --------------------------------- Yahoo! Plus - For a better Internet experience ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 18:53:08 -0700 From: "Mark or Travis" Subject: Re: the lyrics from hell - well she invented the process!!!! :-) > right - start with the title: > > "an unspecified quantity in what manner having the function of > malicious ill will derived by irish religious wars our mental faculty > by which one determines ones course of action has a specified > significance at any time moulding on a block > resembling a human foot ........... No idea on this on. > > hell no. im still on the title. this is gonna take a lifetime. try > another > > ****** > goose feathers in accord with the reader > Has to be Down to You. Mark E. in Seattle ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2003 19:08:01 -0700 From: "Mark or Travis" Subject: WOHAM dvd Mine arrived today from WNET! I ordered it right after the PBS broadcast. So if anyone else did the same and hasn't gotten theirs yet, I say fear not! It's on its way! Mark E. in Seattle ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 14:57:08 +1200 From: "hell" Subject: Re: the lyrics from hell - well she invented the process!!!! :-) Mark wrote: > > "an unspecified quantity in what manner having the function of > > malicious ill will derived by irish religious wars our mental > faculty > > by which one determines ones course of action has a specified > > significance at any time moulding on a block > > resembling a human foot ........... > > No idea on this on. I thought it might be "I Don't Know Where I Stand"? Hell ___________________________________ "To have great poets, there must be great audiences too." - Walt Whitman Hell's Home Page - NEW & IMPROVED! http://homepages.ihug.co.nz/~hell/index.html ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 02:03:55 -0400 From: ljirvin@jmdl.com Subject: Today in History: June 14 1983: Joni performed in Universal City, California - ---- For a comprehensive reference to Joni's appearances, consult Joni Mitchell ~ A Chronology of Appearances: http://www.jonimitchell.com/appearances.html ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 02:03:55 -0400 From: ljirvin@jmdl.com Subject: Today's Library Links: June 14 On June 14 the following item was published: 1983: "Whatd She Say Anyway?" - San Francisco Chronicle (Review - Concert) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=1063 ------------------------------ End of onlyJMDL Digest V2003 #193 ********************************* ------- 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? 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