Larc, mommy, & Prisca,
Sometimes I write things and post them…sometimes I delete them. Sometimes I think before acting…at times my decisions are totally unfettered by the thought process.
This was one of those unfettered postings-and…3:00 AM the next morning I came wide awake hoping I hadn’t said, done, suggested, blah, blah, blah, anything that could be taken the wrong way. When I finally stumbled to my PC to see if I was going to have to do battle once there, I was relieved to see your supportive comments. Thanks, for helping me slip back into a blissful stupor that morning.
Seven,
What I enjoyed most about “A case of you” appearing in your story wasn’t realized until later; when I read your post about Joni’s “Court and Spark” being one of your fav’s. I just chuckled and nodded my head thinking how appropriate it was for me to use that song as the sound track.
I just finished a Sara McLaughlin binge, which was preceded by a Joni Mitchell binge…
I’ve haven’t heard any of Tori Amos’ work…not yet. Can one binge on the music of Tori Amos????
I’ve been a fan of Joni’s since hearing “Night in the City-from Songs to a Seagull”
I dated this woman for a while who was constantly amazing me with her talents. She was a writer who supplemented her income by selling short stories to magazines; she was a silversmith and made me this cool necklace which strangers constantly noticed and complimented; she made me a shirt out of a wild African print material that never got complimented (but-I-liked-it-anyway).
The first few weeks of our relationship I would go to her house downtown ‘cause there is a lot more happenin’ in the City than the semi-rural burbs where I live (this is the part where “Night in the City” is supposed to play).
Eventually she came over to my place and after stepping inside saw my guitar sitting on its stand in the living room. “You have a Guitar!” she said, inclining her hand towards my Martin, “Do you mind?” “No, course not, help yourself.” I replied grinning.
She sat down, picked up the guitar, checking it for tune and launched into “I Don’t Know Where I Stand”, sounding and playing as much like Joni as anyone could.
“Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there
Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair
Picked up a pencil and wrote “I love you” in my finest hand
Wanted to send it, but I don’t know where I stand
Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new
All alone in California and talking to you
And feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned
I guess it’s too early, ‘cause I don’t know where I stand
Crickets call, courting their ladies in star-dappled green
Thickets tall, until the morning comes up like a dream
All muted and misty, so drowsy now I’ll take what sleep I can
I know that I miss you, but I don’t know where I stand”
Needless to say, that song became one of my favorites. And still, to this day, when I hear it my eyes begin to glaze over and my brain starts to turn to mush until I can find some hard object to rap my head against a few times, bringing myself back…