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i love joni mitchell..
Back in 1957
We had to dance a foot apart
And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines
Holding their rulers without a heart
And so with just a touch of our fingers
We could make our circuitry explode
All we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so young)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
We really thought we had a purpose
We were so anxious to achieve
We had hope
The world held promise
For a slave to liberty
Freely I slaved away for something better
And I was bought and sold
And all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so sure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I feel your legs under the table
Leaning into mine
I feel renewed
I feel disabled
By these bonfires in my spine
I don’t know who the arsonist was
Which incendiary soul
But all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(We were two hearts)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I am not some stone commission
Like a statue in a park
I am flesh and blood and vision
I am howling in the dark
Long blue shadows of the jackals
Are falling on a pay phone by the road
Oh all they ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(I was so low)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
Is this just vulgar electricity
Is this the edifying fire
(it was so pure)
Does your smile’s covert complicity
Debase as it admires
(just a flu with a temperature)
Are you just checking out your mojo
Or am I just fighting off growing old
(just a high fever)
All I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(it was so pure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I know we never will be perfect
Never entirely clear
(when the moon shines)
We get hurt and we just panic
And we strike out
Out of fear
(you were only being kind)
I fear the sentence of this solitude
200 years on hold
(for my loving crime)
Oh and all we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(when the moon shines)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
When I thought life had some purpose
Then I thought I had some choice
(I was running blind)
And I made some value judgments
In a self-important voice
(I was outa line)
But then absurdity came over me
And I longed to lose control
(into no mind)
Oh all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(you were so kind)
Please come in
(so kind)
Come in from the cold
Come in come in
Come in from the cold
Back in 1957
We had to dance a foot apart
And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines
Holding their rulers without a heart
And so with just a touch of our fingers
We could make our circuitry explode
All we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so young)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
We really thought we had a purpose
We were so anxious to achieve
We had hope
The world held promise
For a slave to liberty
Freely I slaved away for something better
And I was bought and sold
And all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so sure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I feel your legs under the table
Leaning into mine
I feel renewed
I feel disabled
By these bonfires in my spine
I don’t know who the arsonist was
Which incendiary soul
But all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(We were two hearts)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I am not some stone commission
Like a statue in a park
I am flesh and blood and vision
I am howling in the dark
Long blue shadows of the jackals
Are falling on a pay phone by the road
Oh all they ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(I was so low)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
Is this just vulgar electricity
Is this the edifying fire
(it was so pure)
Does your smile’s covert complicity
Debase as it admires
(just a flu with a temperature)
Are you just checking out your mojo
Or am I just fighting off growing old
(just a high fever)
All I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(it was so pure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I know we never will be perfect
Never entirely clear
(when the moon shines)
We get hurt and we just panic
And we strike out
Out of fear
(you were only being kind)
I fear the sentence of this solitude
200 years on hold
(for my loving crime)
Oh and all we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(when the moon shines)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
When I thought life had some purpose
Then I thought I had some choice
(I was running blind)
And I made some value judgments
In a self-important voice
(I was outa line)
But then absurdity came over me
And I longed to lose control
(into no mind)
Oh all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(you were so kind)
Please come in
(so kind)
Come in from the cold
Come in come in
Come in from the cold
Are we going to discuss Joni here, or just post lyrics? 
AndrewGMooney
Member
Are we going to discuss Joni here, or just post lyrics?
Why don't we discuss her new album which has been almost totally ignored!
http://jonimitchell.com/musician/album.cfm?id=28
It's presents a very bleak prognosis for the planet's future with an interesting update of 'Big Yellow Taxi'.
What's the view on her use of Kipling's 'If' poem? Why didn't she just write a better version herself? She seems very down at losing her audience and being shat on by The Biz.....
Will Morrissey interview her again? He says he's memorized every single line of every single song she ever wrote. Who else has? I used to sing along to them all - up until it all went jazz-pear-shaped around Mingus.
Regards.
That's also where I've stopped, except for Turbulent Indigo, which has some excellent songs (e.g. "The Magdalene Laundries," "The Sire of Sorrow"). And I really doubt that Moz has memorized even all of her pre-80s stuff; I don't hear the slightest tinge of influence from any of her pre-Blue albums. He seems to gravitate toward her '75-'77 stuff: The Hissing of Summer Lawns, Hejira, and Don Juan's Reckless Daughter, and I sure as hell can't fault him for that.
I got Shine for Xmas, but I've listened to it only once, so I can't really offer an opinion of it yet.
AndrewGMooney
Member
I can't stand the synthetic production values on her 80's stuff, but yes, there's a few gems. I've only given Shine a few listens. I wasn't blown away. It seems a bitter 'swan-song'. Hope Morrrissey doesn't leave that way.
Word on the street is that some (all?) of Joni's back catalog will be reissued in August, remastered and with bonus material. If it's anything like this early version of "Dreamland" (from the Hissing of Summer Lawns sessions; released two years later on Don Juan's Reckless Daughter) then I'll be first in line the day they go on sale. Kazoo!
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vivabob
Ordinary Boy
joni mitchell and morrissey the interview download can be taken from here ...
http://www.greylodge.org/gpc/?p=76
http://www.greylodge.org/gpc/?p=76
Hissing was one of the first two I got (the other was Clouds), and while it's a masterpiece, it's a lot less accessible than some of the others. My all-time favorite album by anyone is Joni's Hejira, but it's an acquired taste--unless you're already a jazz aficionado. If not, Court and Spark is rather rocking, and is a fan favorite, but after Hejira and Blue, I like Ladies of the Canyon--more mature than her folkie first two albums, and hinting at the emotional rawness that came to the fore on her next album, Blue.
Bluebirds
Well-Known Member
I will investigate accordingly (I already have Court and Spark) Cheers!!!
As an aside I can see a lot of Joni Mitchell's influence in some of Dorrissey's writing. This being a prime example:
In a low-cut blouse she brings the beer
Rousseau paints a jungle flower behind her ear
Those cannibals of shuck and jive
They'll eat a working girl like her alive
And I think Throwing My Arms Around Paris maybe slightly inspired by Free Man In Paris (as well as the Oscar Wilde connotations) well ultimately talent borrows, genius steals!
Yes, indeed. And see whether you can find any parallels between "Maladjusted" and "In France They Kiss on Main Street".
