Sometimes intelligible ramblings from a former teacher, publisher, aerospace worker, barmaid, and waitress
Thursday, May 27, 2010
A Case of You
Some things change, some stay the same, but my love of Joni Mitchell remains constant. When I hear this song, I am transported to a tiny house on 172nd Street in Lawndale, sitting in the dark, listening over and over to her words and music.
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Strange, I too was transported to a tiny house on 172nd St in Lawndale and I've never even heard of Lawndale. Does she have an incredible voice, or what? Coop
In my life I've waited tables, raised sons, taught school, published books, and railed at politicians. I'm building a house, next to my son, where I can spend time with my granddaughter. I read, write, and dream about being immortal.
2 comments:
Strange, I too was transported to a tiny house on 172nd St in Lawndale and I've never even heard of Lawndale. Does she have an incredible voice, or what? Coop
You're so funny :>) I could listen to her forever. If I could only have one album I think it would have to be her.
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