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“#Tracing the remarkable rise of Joni Mitchell<\/strong>”<\/p>\n

\n You can tell from the way the guy at the Half Beat Club introduced Joni Anderson on Oct. 21, 1964 that she did not yet have much clout in this world. \u201cTonight we have for your entertainment Joni Anderson,\u201d the man, probably the club\u2019s owner John McHugh, tells the small and lively crowd. \u201cJoni\u2019s been app<\/a>earing here for the last two weeks \u2014 and will be for the next three weeks, starting Monday.\u201d He leans on the second half of that sentence a bit, the part that encompasses his young performer\u2019s immedia<\/a>te future.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe have her under contract. We hope she won\u2019t\u2014well, we know she will stay here. We know you\u2019ll enjoy her as much as we have. Let\u2019s give her a bit of a welcome.\u201d<\/p>\n

It\u2019s clear from that introduction that, if only for the nonce, the Half Beat had Joni Anderson under its thumb. The young singer from North Battleford and Saskatoon by way of Calgary was still a few weeks shy of 21, new in town. Unable to afford $149 in annual dues to the musicians\u2019 guild, she was stuck working for less money in non-union clubs like the Half Beat, which didn\u2019t have a liquor license. Her biographer David Yaffe writes that she was trying hard to get booked at another club, the Mouse Hole. Its owner, Bernie Fiedler, had come to the Half Beat to hear her play, but he wasn\u2019t hiring. And Joni Anderson needed to work somewhere, because she was also five months pregnant, which was two months longer than the father had stuck around.<\/p>\n

The deck of life is thus well and truly stacked against this young woman as she accepts the distracted applause of the Yorkville audience. But when the moment comes, on the second CD of Joni Mitchell Archives Vol. 1: The Early Years (1963-1967), an extraordinary new 5-CD set of unreleased early performances by the woman who would soon be named Joni Mitchell, you can hear how uninterested she is in playing the victim.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s sure refreshing to have a mike for a change,\u201d she says cheerfully into the microphone, with just a hint of a sarcastic edge. \u201cI\u2019ve been playing to a sort of an empty thing.\u201d One suspects that the price she exacted for extending her two-week engagement to five was prompt improvement in her working conditions. Then she starts to sing, and you can hear why the club made the concession. She launches into a Scottish folk song, Nancy Whiskey, and she\u2019s just belting it out. Her voice is a bell-clear soprano, hardly even a thing of this world, and from there to the end of the night, two sets of standards and other people\u2019s tunes\u2014she hasn\u2019t started playing her own music yet\u2014Joan Anderson\u2019s voice is the most commanding sound in Yorkville.<\/p>\n

Those two sets on an October night form a point, early but not quite at the beginning, of the story Joni Mitchell Archives Vol. 1: The Early Years tells. The set begins with Joni Anderson\u2019s first known recordings, made in a studio at CFQC AM Radio in Saskatoon in 1963 by Barry Bowman, a DJ at the station who had a bit of a crush on her. The tapes were intended as demo tapes to help Joni get gigs. She plays nine folk songs\u2014Fare Thee Well, Molly Malone, House of the Rising Sun\u2014accompanying herself on a big baritone ukulele, as she hadn\u2019t yet learned to play the guitar. She has none of the self-assurance that she\u2019d show later at the Half Beat, but that ethereal voice is already there. \u201cA beautiful honeyed lilt\u2026 that sounded like it came from another time,\u201d Bowman calls it in his contribution to the copious notes that accompany the boxed set.<\/p>\n

So the voice is there first, followed soon after by the confidence. A third ingredient is not slow to follow: the individuality that comes with original creation. In Detroit in 1965, where she moved after Toronto, Joni Anderson records a few songs of her own to send to her mother in Saskatoon as a birthday gift. \u201cI\u2019ve written a couple of new songs since you were out here,\u201d she says, \u201cand I think you\u2019ll like this one especially, Mom.\u201d It\u2019s Urge for Going, the first original song on this collection, and once again the tone of the proceedings changes markedly.<\/p>\n

Urge for Going is about bleak Saskatoon winters. Its point-of-view character can\u2019t work her courage up to do what Joni did and leave. \u201cWhen the sun turns traitor cold\/ And all the trees are shivering in a naked row\/ I get the urge for going\/ But I never seem to go.\u201d There\u2019s a finality to the performance that\u2019s absent from what precedes it, a sense of ownership. Here is something new in the world.<\/p>\n

There are two other songs on the tape Joni recorded in Detroit for Myrtle Anderson\u2019s birthday, one about lost love called Here Today and Gone Tomorrow and another about wanderlust, Born To Take The Highway. \u201cNow I know a road that winds forever,\u201d she sings, \u201cThrough the land the rainbows run\/ You cross the bridge from now till never\/ Take the first turn past the sun.\u201d<\/p>\n

On these tunes and another she had already written and would soon record, Day After Day, Joni dwells on aspects of a familiar urge: the yearning to leave where you\u2019re from and get where you\u2019re going, even if home isn\u2019t all that bad and your destination is a perfect mystery. The Early Years covers, approximately, the period between her home and her destination.<\/p>\n

The boxed set ends in October 1967 with three sets recorded at Canterbury House, the Episcopal Church\u2019s campus ministry at the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, then and now a cheerful haven for all manner of rebels and artists. By now she\u2019s Joni Mitchell, married and divorced, and she\u2019s an in-demand singer up and down the East Coast. She\u2019s singing almost entirely her own music, astonishing songs, harmonically rich and strange, lyrically unmoored from convention, songs like Chelsea Morning and Michael From Mountains (\u201cMichael wakes you up with sweets\/ He takes you up streets and the rain comes down\/Sidewalk markets locked up tight\/ And umbrellas bright on a grey background\u201d). There\u2019s another song too, one she\u2019s already begun introducing as a favourite, a meditation on the perspective that comes from living a little. It\u2019s called Both Sides Now.<\/p>\n

The future that stretches out beyond Canterbury House is beyond the scope of The Early Years. That story will be covered in a series<\/a> of future boxed sets of largely unreleased material from Rhino, the company behind the Joni Mitchell Archives project (distributed in Canada by Warner Music).<\/p>\n

The reasons for this ambitious retrospective are transparent. In 2015 Mitchell suffered a brain aneurysm. For several weeks her prospects for survival were unclear. She\u2019s since stabilized. She appears occasionally in public. She tells the filmmaker Cameron Crowe, in a long confessional liner-note interview that provides much of this new release\u2019s charm, that she still struggles to walk, but she\u2019s plainly in good spirits. And what has become clearer since her 2015 health scare is that every day Joni Mitchell is still among us is a gift.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t grow up as a Joni Mitchell fan. I found her high voice off-putting, and I was a bigger fan of the jazz musicians she worked with in the 1970s than of the music they made with her. In the 1990s the editor of the old Saturday Night magazine asked me to fly to California to interview her for a cover story. I turned the request down. It was one of the two biggest journalistic mistakes of my life. Wisdom comes to us in its own time, if at all.<\/p>\n

The longer you listen to Mitchell, to songs that inhabit their own harmonic world and regard the human condition from angles inaccessible to other songwriters, the more you wonder how such a singular creative spirit could come to exist. That her childhood unfolded in Fort Macleod and North Battleford, Maidstone and Saskatoon is interesting but not particularly helpful to understanding her: no other series of hometowns would have been more obviously compatible with the sounds she made.<\/p>\n

She was often in poor health. She got polio at 9, spent weeks in a hospital, was physically weak afterward, had to abandon hopes of being a dancer or athlete. She wasn\u2019t great in school, but sometimes all you need is one teacher. Hers was Arthur Kratzmann, the 7th-grade English teacher at Queen Elizabeth School in Regina. He was Australian, and announced to the students on the first day that the curriculum he had to teach them was \u201ccrap.\u201d<\/p>\n

In his 2017 biography Reckless Daughter: A Portrait of Joni Mitchell, Yaffe writes that Kratzmann handed back one of young Joan Anderson\u2019s compositions, about a stallion white as snow, marked in red pen: \u201cClich\u00e9, clich\u00e9, clich\u00e9.\u201d He gave her a B. The kid next to her wrote something truly lousy and Kratzmann gave him an A+. She complained. How could the other kid get a higher mark? \u201cBecause that\u2019s as good as he\u2019s ever going to write,\u201d said Kratzmann, who died in 2015 after a career as dean of education at the University of Regina. \u201cYou can write much better than this.\u201d Later Joni Mitchell dedicated her first album to him.<\/p>\n

When there\u2019s nobody around to tell you what music to listen to, you find your own influences. She loved a 1953 Kirk Douglas movie called The Story of Three Loves and couldn\u2019t afford to buy the soundtrack album, so she\u2019d walk to Grubman\u2019s department store in North Battleford and listen to it with headphones at the listening station again and again. The music was Rachmaninoff, the Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini, by turns wild and lushly romantic, a 19th-century orchestral showcase par excellence. I think one way to understand Joni Mitchell is to imagine a girl walking across town, again and again for weeks, to listen to Rachmaninoff.<\/p>\n

One of the first records she was able to keep and own was by Lambert, Hendricks and Ross, the U.S. trio of jazz singers Mitchell has called \u201cmy Beatles.\u201d They\u2019d set lyrics to improvised instrumental solos, which meant writing long, snaky polysyllabic lines and singing them in close three-part harmony. It\u2019s a far more complex sound to have in your head than most kids ever experience.<\/p>\n

One last ingredient in the unique stew of influences on young Joan Anderson: her polio-weakened left hand. She got a ukulele to play at parties for the other kids, then became almost obsessive about practicing. \u201cSomething went off inside her and she could not put that thing down,\u201d a childhood friend told Yaffe. \u201cI distinctly remember standing in line to go to a movie and she wouldn\u2019t even talk. She was just playing this damned thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

But when she graduated from a four-string ukulele to a six-string guitar, her hand was often too weak to press the strings to frets and form chords. So she became adept at finding and applying new tunings, loosening or tightening the strings to change the intervals between them. This would allow some chords to sound on open strings, make others possible by pressing just one string, and it established new relationships among the strings. Rich, unusual harmonies would lie naturally on a retuned guitar. Several songs pop up repeatedly on The Early Years, and Mitchell pauses to tell an anecdote before them each time. It\u2019s because she\u2019s retuning her guitar and she needs time to get the strings ready.<\/p>\n

So the young woman who appears on these club dates and broadcast recordings through the mid-60s is quietly, methodically, working to integrate vast stores of surprising musical and lyrical information. Russian romanticism and motormouth bebop, novel chords and Mr. Kratzmann\u2019s invectives against clich\u00e9. Soon after these sessions end, she\u2019s in Miami\u2019s Coconut Grove neighbourhood and she runs into David Crosby, who\u2019s already famous as a singer for The Byrds. To her, with his handlebar moustache, Crosby looks like Bugs Bunny\u2019s gun-totin\u2019 antagonist Yosemite Sam. To him she seems like some kind of miracle.<\/p>\n

Soon they\u2019re a couple and she follows Crosby to California, where he repeatedly shows her off, like a novelty item, to friends and visitors. In Crosby\u2019s memoir Long Time Gone, Peter Fonda recalls a visit from the couple. \u201cShe grabs hold of my guitar and then detunes the f\u2014-er and then plays thirteen or fourteen songs, warbling like the best thing I\u2019d ever heard in my life.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mitchell soon tired of Crosby showing her off. The romance cooled, but he produced her first album and she was by then ensconced in the heart of late-60s California culture. Romances with Graham Nash, James Taylor, Jackson Browne and others followed. \u201cI\u2019m just a fool for love,\u201d she tells Crowe in the liner-note interview. What\u2019s perhaps more important to note is that they were all fools for her, not least because she was a finer musician than any of them.<\/p>\n

The breadth of her musical ambition, and her regal disregard for others\u2019 opinion if it clashed with the imperatives of her own vision, would lead her to release one album that stands as a high-water mark of 20th-century popular culture, 1971\u2019s Blue. It led her to pursue rich, playful and durable collaborations with a succession of jazz musicians through the 1970s, including Charles Mingus and Jaco Pastorius. And it led one of those musical partnerships, with the saxophonist Wayne Shorter, to continue on album after album into the 21st century. It\u2019s a body of work very few artists can match.<\/p>\n

What makes The Early Years so satisfying is that it already contains so many signs of the potential in this young folk singer, struggling for a fair shake in a Yorkville coffee shop. Once she became aware of an urge for going and started to listen, Joni Mitchell found there was no limit to how far she could go.
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