Joni Mitchell
Joni Mitchell
Roberta Joan "Joni" Mitchell, CCis a Canadian singer-songwriter and painter. Mitchell's work is highly respected by critics, and she has deeply influenced fellow musicians in a diverse range of genres. Rolling Stone has called her "one of the greatest songwriters ever", and AllMusic has stated, "When the dust settles, Joni Mitchell may stand as the most important and influential female recording artist of the late 20th century". Her lyrics are noted for their developed poetics, addressing social and environmental ideals...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionMusician
Date of Birth7 November 1943
CountryCanada
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew there was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too.
The only thing I have to give to make you smile, to win you with, are all the mornings still to live.
I wrote 'Big Yellow Taxi' on my first trip to Hawaii. I took a taxi to the hotel and when I woke up the next morning, I threw back the curtains and saw these beautiful green mountains in the distance. Then, I looked down and there was a parking lot as far as the eye could see, and it broke my heart this blight on paradise. That's when I sat down and wrote the song.
And the seasons, they go round and round,/ And the painted ponies go up and down./ We're captive on the carousel of time.
Say, won't you stay; we'll put on the day and we'll talk in present tenses
People think it's being remodeled, ... I tell them, and they say, 'What? What do you mean they're tearing down the old high-school building?'
I've looked at life from both sides now/ From win and lose and still somehow/ It's life's illusions I recall/ I really don't know life at all.
Sorrow is easy to express and so hard to tell.
Tears and fears and feeling proud to say 'I love you' right out loud.
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels/ The dizzy dancing way you feel/ As every fairy tale comes real/ I've looked at love that way.
Fame is a series of misunderstandings surrounding a name.
This is a nation that has lost the ability to be self-critical, and that makes a lie out of the freedoms.
They paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lot,With a pink hotel,A boutique, and a swinging hot spot.
They paved paradise And put up a parking lot, With a pink hotel, A boutique, and a swinging hot spot.