Different Sets Of Circumstances

Coyote Uh Huh Glee

The problem of having too many songs, in digital, vinyl, cd, and cassette form, is an enviable one. There is a balance to be achieved between rifling through so-called "jams" and "bangers," connecting with heavy piles of wax and getting Compact Disc's to their final resting place. The balance is one as crucial as work/play or teaching/learning. It's fun to sort through music, to judge lp's by their cover and to skip through dance mp3's. But you're not really listening.

As I was working through my music, I stopped and opted to play something I know, The Last Waltz, and was treated to Joni Mitchell's "Coyote."

One of the beautiful moments about Scorcese's sequencing in the Film The Last Waltz, is how Joni is introduced by her striking, distinctive, silhouette singing backup for Neil Young & The Band on "Helpless." Only to then emerge as a representative of women, folk, the womenfolk amidst the joyous big-time boy's club of The Last Waltz, and absolutely SLAY her coyote.



When Robbie Roberstson starts playing those little leads towards her, and she is still just locked in on driving "Coyote" right to the end, she shrugs his noodling off like a lewd whistle in a truck stop bar.

Oh they still make em like they used to, but it gets harder and harder to find them.


(Nightime At The Nucleus by Joni Mitchell)

For those of you curious about the image up top, it's from a peace on graf in Iraq up at Hear The Sounds farmed from El Stence Stence Stence.

That's it for this wordy bloggery, I'm retiring to work out some material not to be heaved into the awesome abysss of the onlines.