Okay, I'll grant you I was having a little fun with Joni Mitchell yesterday, which is admittedly easy to do, given all her hippie-Coyote Woman-Ladies-of-the-Canyon-patchouli-scented-stuff over the years. And yes, if you buy me a drink sometime, I'll do fifteen minutes on Joni's bedroom from a wonderful Architectural Digest coffee table book of Celebrity Homes from the late 70s, which is one of the most hilarious things I've ever seen in my life.
But seriously, people, I'm nonetheless just a tad surprised by a certain anti-Joni animus chez PowerPop.
C'mon -- her best stuff is emotionally devastating and musically gorgeous. Exhibit A: From 1971's Blue -- the exquisite confessional masterpiece "River." I mean, this is like a perfect art song.
And by way of demonstrating the essential sturdiness of the piece, from 2000 and the Ally McVeal Christmas Album, here's most interesting actor of his generation (and as it turns out a brilliant singer) Robert Downey Jr. with an out of left field cover. Which is even more of a heartbreaker, IMHO.
I go back and forth on which version I prefer, but in either case, you really would need the proverbial heart of stone to be snarky.
Well, that's what I think, anyway.