From: les@jmdl.com (onlyJMDL Digest) To: onlyjoni-digest@smoe.org Subject: onlyJMDL Digest V2004 #183 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 Tuesday, June 29 2004 Volume 2004 : Number 183 ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- RE: Joni and Bob ["Kate Bennett" ] Re: The Beginning of Survival and hi again! [Smurfycopy@aol.com] Re: Joni and Bob [LCStanley7@aol.com] Today's Library Links: June 29 [ljirvin@jmdl.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 28 Jun 2004 19:24:12 -0700 From: "Kate Bennett" Subject: RE: Joni and Bob Bob is not always rough... he can be very spiritual & delicate & superbly mystical... such as (my this year's chosen song... imagine 3 part harmonies ala Emmylou's 'Trio' & a d tuning drone like chording ... sung like a prayer): LAY DOWN YOUR WEARY TUNE Lay down your weary tune, lay down, Lay down the song you strum, And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum. Struck by the sounds before the sun, I knew the night had gone. The morning breeze like a bugle blew Against the drums of dawn. chorus The ocean wild like an organ played, The seaweed's wove its strands. The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and sands. Chorus I stood unwound beneath the skies And clouds unbound by laws. The cryin' rain like a trumpet sang And asked for no applause. Chorus The last of leaves fell from the trees And clung to a new love's breast. The branches bare like a banjo played To the winds that listened best. Chorus I gazed down in the river's mirror And watched its winding strum. The water smooth ran like a hymn And like a harp did hum. Chorus ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 28 Jun 2004 22:33:42 EDT From: Smurfycopy@aol.com Subject: Re: The Beginning of Survival and hi again! The King of Cobra & Covers writes: << I'm not sure why the new subtitle for Passion Play - maybe because not enough people knew the Bible story? >> And what's with these other subtitles? "Slouching Toward Bethlehem (WIllie B. Yeats Must Be Turning Like a Falcon in His Grave)" "The Reoccuring Dream (Or You Say 'Recurring', I Say "Reocurring', Let's Call the Whole Thing Off)" "The Windfall (Ode to Bad Domestic Help)" "Sex Kills (But a Little Nookie Never Hoit!)" "The Magdalene Laundries (That Song About the Floozies)" - --Smurf "Treat a work of art like a prince. Let it speak to you first." - --Artie Schopenhauer ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 28 Jun 2004 23:01:53 EDT From: LCStanley7@aol.com Subject: Re: Joni and Bob Mark wrote: Funny but I see it just the opposite. Joni has always seemed more inwardly focused to me. Not always and certainly less so in the last 20 years or so. And as for Dylan being romantic, I think this is one of the most romantic and aching songs I have ever heard: If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so. We had a falling-out, like lovers often will And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart. If you get close to her, kiss her once for me I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay. I see a lot of people as I make the rounds And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft. Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time. Hi Mark! Cool that we see so opposite! Bob definitely has some very nice, sad romantic love songs like this one. Sara is another song of this type I love. However, for me Joni's songs like Blue, The Silky Veils of Ardor, All I Want, and Lesson In Survival convey a romanticism that captures my imagination much more than Bob's. I find Joni's romantic songs bring so much more color into my thoughts, like her paintings do. Bob's seem more black and white to me, interesting and deep but more like his line drawings. Maybe it is the just the difference in my view as a woman. Wink. Love, Laura BLUE Blue, songs are like tattoos You know I've been to sea before Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away Hey Blue, THERE is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath the skin An empty space to fill in Well there're so many sinking now You've got to keep thinking You can make it thru these waves Acid, booze, and ass Needles, guns, and grass Lots of laughs, lots of laughs Everybody's saying that hell's the hippest way to go Well I don't think so But I'm gonna take a look around it though Blue, I love you Blue, here is a shell for you Inside you'll HEAR a sigh A foggy lullaby There is your song from me SILKY VEILS OF ARDOR I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through all these highs and lows I heard there was no sickness And no toil or danger Just mercy and plenty Where peaceful waters flow Where peaceful waters flow Come all you fair and tender school girls Be careful now--when you court young men They are like the stars On a summer morning They sparkle up the night And they're gone again Daybreak--gone again If I'd only seen through the silky veils of ardor What a killing crime this love can be I would have locked up my heart In a golden sheath of armor And kept its crazy beating Under strictest secrecy High security I wish I had the wings Of Noah's pretty little white dove So I could fly this raging river To reach the one I love But I have no wings And the water is so wide We'll have to row a little harder It's just in dreams we fly In my dreams we fly! ALL I WANT I am on a lonely road and I am traveling Traveling, traveling, traveling Looking for something, what can it be Oh I hate you some, I hate you some I love you some Oh I love you when I forget about me I want to be strong I want to laugh along I want to belong to the living Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive Do you want - do you want - do you want To dance with me baby Do you want to take a chance On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby Well, come on All I really really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you too All I really really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you I want to renew you again and again Applause, applause - life is our cause When I think of your kisses My mind see-saws Do you see - do you see - do you see How you hurt me baby So I hurt you too Then we both get so blue I am on a lonely road and I am traveling Looking for the key to set me free Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling It's the unraveling And it undoes all the joy that could be I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun I want to be the one that you want to see I want to knit you a sweater Want to write you a love letter I want to make you feel better I want to make you feel free Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Want to make you feel free I want to make you feel free SILKY VEILS OF ARDOR I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through all these highs and lows I heard there was no sickness And no toil or danger Just mercy and plenty Where peaceful waters flow Where peaceful waters flow Come all you fair and tender school girls Be careful now--when you court young men They are like the stars On a summer morning They sparkle up the night And they're gone again Daybreak--gone again If I'd only seen through the silky veils of ardor What a killing crime this love can be I would have locked up my heart In a golden sheath of armor And kept its crazy beating Under strictest secrecy High security I wish I had the wings Of Noah's pretty little white dove So I could fly this raging river To reach the one I love But I have no wings And the water is so wide We'll have to row a little harder It's just in dreams we fly In my dreams we fly! LESSON IN SURVIVAL Lesson in Survival Spinning out on turns That gets you tough Guru books-the Bible Only a reminder That you're just not good enough You need to believe in something Once I could in our love Black road Double yellow line Friends and kin Campers in the kitchen That's fine sometimes But I know my needs My sweet tumbleweed I need more quiet times By a river flowing You and me Deep kisses And the sun going down Maybe it's paranoia Maybe it's sensitivity Your friends protect you Scrutinize me I get so damn timid Not at all the spirit That's inside of me Oh baby I can't seem to make it With you socially There's this reef around me I'm looking way out at the ocean Love to see that green water in motion I'm going to get a boat And we can row it If you ever get the notion To be needed by me Fresh salmon frying And the tide rolling in I went to see a friend tonight 'Was very late when I walked in My talking as it rambled Revealed suspicious reasoning The visit seemed to darken him I came in as bright As a neon light And I burned out Right there before him I told him these things I'm telling you now Watched them buckle up In his brow When you dig down deep You lose good sleep And it makes you Heavy company I will always love you Hands alike Magnet and iron The souls ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jun 2004 02:02:55 -0400 From: ljirvin@jmdl.com Subject: Today's Library Links: June 29 On June 29 the following article was published: 1971: "Joni Mitchell's Bid for Top Album" - Los Angeles Times (Review - Album) http://www.jmdl.com/articles/view.cfm?id=154 ------------------------------ End of onlyJMDL Digest V2004 #183 ********************************* ------- 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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