Mingus is as challenging as any post-Blue Joni album, leaning heavily on the contributions of players more commonly associated with the likes of Weather Report. The album begins with an audio-verité snippet from a birthday party, and various Mingus “raps” are inserted as transitions throughout the album (also transcribed verbatim throughout the packaging, alongside several of Joni’s paintings of the man). They do provide some context, his spirited conversation contrasting with the mostly low-key atmospheric jazz.
“God Must Be A Boogie Man” is the first real song, written shortly after he’d died. Jaco Pastorius is on bass with Joni’s guitar providing the rhythm, though the nasal group holler of the title sullies the mood a tad. “A Chair In The Sky” is dominated at first by Herbie Hancock’s electric piano, but soon Wayne Shorter on sax joins the combo as the players (and singer) fill up the sound picture. At this point she can still hit those high notes too. “The Wolf That Lives In Lindsay” is percussively played on her acoustic, but the sound of actual wolves howling through it (credited, of course, as “Wolves”) distracts from her vocals. It does provide something of an effect of playing your guitar out on the lonesome prairie.
“Sweet Sucker Dance” is a lengthy poetic rumination, with a slightly torchy delivery, and the festivities finally pick up on “The Dry Cleaner From Des Moines”, with a spirited horn arrangement by Jaco and Joni’s scat-style vocals. Arguably the most daring piece is the last, the now-standard “Goodbye Pork Pie Hat” given new lyrics by Joni, presumably with Charlie’s blessing, sticking to the original melody.
“Dry Cleaner”, “The Wolf”, and some of the raps aside, Mingus is an easy album to listen to, but difficult to retain. While nothing will have you reaching for the skip button (or tone arm), it demands patience, and sometimes that’s not possible.
Joni Mitchell Mingus (1979)—3
I read a review, borrowed it from my local library. I REALLY tried to like it, because it's ART with a capital A, so I thought I SHOULD like it. But I just couldn't. There wasn't enough for me to hang my hat on, so to speak. I don't think I'm all that shallow a listener, but appreciation is different from enjoyment. Joni does deserve a great deal of credit for following her muse, but shoudn't have expected her fans to following behind.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure I've listened to this album since I wrote the review, but I'm not going to swear to it.
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