“You want to make Van Goghs, raise them up like sheep.” — Joni Mitchell, “Turbulent Indigo”

La la la la la la la la la la. I just can’t get Joni Mitchell out of my head. Turbulent Indigo has been on repeat all day. Her vocal on the title song, so hushed and spooky, haunts me. By 1994, when the record was released, she could no longer hit those high notes of her youth, and the music was actually better for it. I think I will spend the next week walking around in a Joni daze, quoting her lyrics. Next on my to-listen-to list: Blue. “I could drink a case of you, darling, still I’d be on my feet, I would still be on my feet.”


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