Ah, New York. And Bruce!!
That is all.
|Inside Cover; the back is solid tan with music credits|
Things that you held high and told yourself were trueShe (I think "she", but it doesn't have to be) seeks solace in a one-night stand. Then,
Lost or changing as the days come down to you.
In the morning there are lovers in the streetYou brush against a stranger and you both apologize: is there a more perfect image of loneliness and alienation?
They look so high
You brush against a stranger
And you both apologize
Old friends seem indifferentAfter the spiritual-sounding repetition of that line, there is a musical break. It starts out with slow, deep, somber notes, but the tempo picks up, the waves of strings give way to pizzicato, the piano shines through -- the dark bass notes give way to a more lighthearted treble -- and piano chords become triumphant. We have survived the dark night. Then at last the woodwinds signal: a new day has dawned. There's an oboe trill that completely takes me apart, every time I hear it.
You must have brought that on
Old bonds have broken down
Love is gone
Love is gone
Written on your spirit
this sad song
Love is Gone
Everything comes and goesI can't imagine how many times I've listened to this song, yet as time goes by, it only means more to me.
Pleasure moves on too early
And trouble leaves too slow
Just when you're thinking
You've finally got it made
Bad news comes knocking
At your garden gate
Knocking for you
You're a brute you're an angel
You can crawl you can fly too
I feel like I'm sleepingThis is probably the only lyric underlined on an album cover in my entire collection. (I didn`t realize it was there until I wrote this post.) The girl with that blue pen was struggling with depression, and the continuing effects of an abusive upbringing, and the beginnings of her own liberation. I was waiting to wake up to myself. I related to the girl in the song:
Can you wake me
One minute she's so happyThere is much internal conflict in the lyrics of Court and Spark. The "art vs. commerce" conflict, this time round, is not hers, but someone else's -- in "Free Man in Paris," famously about Joni's close friend, the producer David Geffen. Poor Geffen was so deeply closeted, that he reportedly begged Joni not to release the song, feeling that it outed him as gay. There's really nothing in the lyrics that imply anything about sexual orientation. Geffen's fear speaks to the paranoia that comes with a life in hiding.
Then she's crying on someone's knee
Saying laughing and crying
You know it's the same release
Still I sent up my prayerJoni hits us with this right up front, in the title track. Love has "come to my door" -- this love understood her so well, that "it seemed like he read my mind, he saw me mistrusting him and still acting kind" -- but she couldn't leave her life and her career in California.
Wondering who was there to hear
I said Send me somebody
Who's strong and somewhat sincere
With the millions of the lost and lonely ones
I called out to be released
Caught in my struggle for higher achievements
And my search for love
That don't seem to cease