Richard Rice wrote:
> <<I don't listen to Joni Mitchell because she's perfect. I listen to Joni
> Mitchell because she's Joni Mitchell.>>
Sounds like unconditional love to me. That's my feeling with everything
Joni. I may not be able to articulate all that I feel about certain songs
(the way that so many of our gifted jmdlers are able to). I may not
understand the technical why or why not in every single song she's written,
however, I admire her tenacity in the face of everything she has had to
endure. Despite everything and perhaps inspite of everything, Joni is still
moving forward in her life.
> <<Of course, if Joni were inclined, I'm sure there's one thread of her
> life experience that would probably make for grand 'universal' appeal in
> the great Joni Mitchell tradition: if she were to examine her
> relationship with her daughter, grandson and son-in law. Such a moving,
> emotion filled subject in the hands of so gifted an artist would make
> for an experience that would rock the jmdl world to it's core.>>
>From the position of meeting my own Little Green, I can only imagine how
difficult it might be for Joni to even begin to lay down the words about her
relationship with her daughter. How can she? So much emotion for which there
are no words. How would she begin to talk about being a mother and yet not a
mother, a grandmother and yet not a grandmother. Is she able make sense of
it inside her soul well enough to move it out into a song that we can sing
along to?
I admire her for these things that swirl around deep inside her, the
mysteries we know so little about. The things that even Joni may not be able
to put into words. She is herself a magnificent work of art. She lives on in
each and every word she writes.
The way I 'hear' her songs constantly changes too, depending upon where I am
in my life. Joni sings songs about her life, your life and mine. She
continues to reach down inside me and make me feel. Everything.
Mags
np: The Enfolding
And this loving is a drawing close, a tuning in, an opening
Until one perfect moment; but how can it be expressed?
A receiving, and enfolding as I cradle you in my arms.
Within my heart, within my soul,
You are my true love.
Garnet Rogers, last verse of The Enfolding
from the CD Speaking Softly in the Dark
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