This IS good - is anyone collecting these? Les?
Here's a special one. She and about 20 other local artists contributed a surf
board to a semi-private fund raiser for the Big Green initiative in So. Calif.
(1990-1?). Most of them had painted colors of the ocean, beaches, trees, etc.
Hers was ugly - she smeared tar and glued litter that she picked up off the
beach in Santa Monica/Venice. She even glued on a condom! At first I was
disappointed, then started laughing. She has *got* to make a statement. All
of them were for sale. I always wondered if anyone bought hers.
(Kakki, I guess I'll have to join you sitting in the corner for telling this
'terribly' true story.)
In the WONDERFUL book 'Stand and Be Counted' (right on David) he says on Dec.
6, 1975 she and the Rolling Thunder Revue played in the New Jersey
Correctional Institute for Women. It was a concert for Rubin "Hurricane"
Carter who along with other male inmates were brought to this women's prison
(just for the concert).
She sang on Tears are not Enough - the Canadian version of Band Aids "Do They
Know It's Christmas/Feed the World"
Jan. 19, 1995 - Commitment to Life VIII (AIDS benefit) Universal Ampitheatre.
David says "Sex was still the topic when Joni Mitchell walked out, armed only
with an acoustic guitar - which is all she ever needs. Joni's genius for
telling the tale is evident in every song she's ever written. I've said it
many times - a hundred years from now, people will look back and say, Who was
the greatest singer-songwriter of this time? And in my ever so *unhumble*
opinion, it'll be Joni."
1990 - The Berlin Wall
Does anyone remember a benefit concert in Long Beach (1982-83) she did with
the Eagles?
I don't remember seeing Joni on TV but I do remember Judy Collins (oh, not her
again!) on Merv Griffin. He was a huge fan, and announced her saying
something like, Here is a woman with a voice like silver. It was her song My
Father (and eating apples and cheese - oh I guess I am a hippie chick!) that
made me fall in love with wanting to go to France. How can you resist this:
My Father always promised us that we would live in France
We'd go boating on the Seine and I would learn to dance
We lived in Ohio then, he worked in the mines
On his dreams like boats for you we'd sail, in time....
Soon my sisters all were gone to Denver and Cheyenne
Marrying their grownup dreams, the lilacs and the man
I stayed behind the youngest still, only danced alone
The colors of my fathers dreams faded without a sigh
And I live in Paris now, my children dance and sing
Hearing the words of a miners life in words they've never seen (?)
I sail my memories of home like boats across the Seine
And watch the Paris sun set in my fathers eyes, again.
lori in france
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