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“Don Juan’s Reckless Daughter” és el desè disc de la cantant canadenca Joni Mitchell (vegeu aquí) i en el moment que va ser publicat va aplegar més incomprensió que elogis. L’opció de l’autora va ser decantar-se per l’experimentació en un disc que obria una nova etapa a la carrera que havia desenvolupat fins aleshores.
Era un doble LP amb un tema —“Paprika Plains”, la cançó llarga d’aquesta setmana– que passava dels setze minuts i en el qual la senyora Mitchell –que cantava i tocava el piano– tenia uns acompanyants de luxe: Jaco Pastorius al baix, Wayne Shorter al saxo soprano, John Guerin a la bateria i una orquestra amb aparicions fugaces dirigida per Michael Gibbs.
Escolteu-lo amb atenció. És dels temes que van entrant a poc a poc, a la tercera o quarta audició. Teniu temps: és cap de setmana, no?
It fell from midnight skies
It drummed on the galvanized
In the washroom women tracked the rain
Up to the make-up mirror
Liquid soap and grass
And Jungle Gardenia crash
On Pine-Sol and beer
It’s stifling in here
I’ve got to get some air
I’m going outside to get some air
Back in my hometown
They would have cleared the floor
Just to watch the rain come down
They’re such sky oriented people
Geared to changing weather
I’m floating off in time
I’m floating off
I’m floating off in time
When I was three feet tall
And wide eyed open to it all
With their tasseled teams they came
To McGee’s General Store
All in their beaded leathers
I would tie on colored feathers
And I’d beat the drum like war
I would beat the drum like war
I’d beat the drum
I’d beat the drum like war
But when the church got through
They traded their beads for bottles
Smashed on Railway Avenue
And they cut off their braids
And lost some link with nature
I’m floating into dreams
I’m floating off
I’m floating into my dreams
I dream paprika plains
Vast and bleak and God forsaken
Paprika plains
And a turquoise river snaking
The rain retreats
Like troops to fall on other fields and streets
Meanwhile they’re sweet talking and name calling
And brawling on the fringes of the floor
I spot you through the smoke
With your eyes on fire
From J&B and coke
As I’m coming through the door
I’m coming back
I’m coming back for more!
The band plugs in again
You see that mirrored ball begin to sputter lights
And spin
Dizzy on the dancers
Geared to changing rhythms
No matter what you do
I’m floating back
I’m floating back to you!
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