don’t think twice, it’s alright.
the pop songs we grow up with form our language of thought. It’s those lines we go to again and again round and round in the circle game of our inner dialogue.
are you gonna let me go there by myself? how many times has that line repeated and repeated in the agony of unrequited love?
Dylan, Joni Mitchell, Laura Nyro, Carole King…
it’s too late, baby
in Joni Mitchell’s fantastic interview with Jian Ghomeshi, Joni talks about how she insists that her listeners relate to the words. not to the singer behind the words.
the whole interview is fantastic. here it is.
I wish I had a river I could skate away on. is that great, or what?
great pop poetry becomes the iconic phrases, those go to comfort foods of the heart. powerful words that resonate long before we’re even aware that they’re there. The other night I put Court and Spark on my record player, lay down on the sofa completely overcome by the magnificence of that record. I only got up to change sides. remember that? My original vinyl recording still sounds fantastic! Besides Joni’s brilliant songs, great playing and arrangements, I was struck by how many of those words had become my own language. my own way to explain things to myself.
such power behind the popular song.