I need a new post to move the parody of hatespeech down the page a little. It was giving me the shivers.

I had always placed Joni Mitchell in the category of Paul Simon and Jim Morrison other too skinny whiney undergrad boys with delusions of grandeur- the kind I see scribbling mixed metaphors in a composition book in the corner of Starbucks. I find all three artists' lyrics impenetrable and their singing isn't supposed to be the point. Or at least I hope it's not supposed to be the point; I assumed that's how they got away with alternating between wailing and monotones. And don't get me started on Paul Simon's World Music Phase.
To summarize, I didn't get their lyrics and their music isn't as overproduced as I like my music to be. A wise professor I had at age 19 taught me that it's more constructive and respectful to say "it is not to my taste for this reason . . . " instead of "it sucks." But I feel so much more like a real critic when I discard the entire work.
At any rate, I heard Joni Mitchell's All I Want on WTMD. I was touched by it. And I could guess at the situation she was singing about.
I can get behind:
"All I really really want our love to do
Is to bring out the best in me and in you"
and
"I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun
I want to be the one that you want to see
I want to knit you a sweater
Want to write you a love letter
I want to make you feel better
I want to make you feel free"
So apparently I like Joni Mitchell. I downloaded Miles of Aisles and am acquiring even more of a taste for her. I only like small sips of her so far and I still roll my eyes at the old hussy when she warbles too much, but we're getting on.