Thursday, June 21, 2007

Joni Mitchell triggers hi-fi porn

I got the Shadows and Light DVD, a nice extended concert. I don't want to believe Jaco Pastorius is dead! Then listened to Blue on vinyl, so incredibly alive, raw, perfect. It's a drug, I want more sonic pleasure, or the echo of someone else's orgasm. I know it's wrong and I'll go blind but:
Even by Court and Spark, also engineered by Henry Lewy, the sound flattens. Or maybe it's my equipment.

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Tuesday, April 19, 2005

music: Hejira, Joni Mitchell, Jaco Pastorius

I used to listen to my cassettes in alphabetical order, out of a nearly perverse loyalty to the artists. I would get anxious when the 'M's came up, because that meant Joni Mitchell and I knew I'd be an emotional wreck, climaxing with "Hejira", her moody masterpiece of isolation and travelling.

On re-listening, it's not quite as great as the musical Kryptonite of my memory, though the iconic pain of "Amelia" had me sobbing gently. But Jaco Pastorius' fretless bass playing is fabulous. On songs like "Hejira" itself, the acoustic guitar just builds and builds, but there's never a trite release into a "rock-y" guitar solo, instead he plays such liquid, musical lines. It's like a submarine or a whale making its presence felt and briefly seen.

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