| Dark little webs. If there’s anybody reading
this who hasn’t gone down to the bottom of the well with
Joni Mitchell, this is the key: these are not introspective singer-songwritery
meditations on life, etc. They may be autobiographical; they
probably are; but what does it matter? The whole point is the
tension between introspection and the necessary distance between
oneself and the work that lies ahead. The point is that this
very tension manufactures its own kind of darkness, and that
this is a vicious circle from which there is no escape. |
