There's music and there's poetry. There's artistry and imagination, and so many other things that comprise culture, society and civilization. There are all of these very different, but related elements, stretching out over time and topography. The combination of which, when viewed, cherished, and iterated upon by us, all those that came before us, and all those that will live on after us, is unified through the movement of heavenly bodies and myriad forces unseen, to form what is the Human Experience. Thousands of years ago. This very moment. Next year. Eons from now. Somehow, though, through an extraordinary set of gifts and an unrivaled amount of dedication to expression and craft, Joanna Newsom does this. This thing she does. These Songs she weaves. These stories she tells. These perceptions she alone creates. No one else can do this. No one else ever will. The average human can't even comprehend, truly, what she constructs and so effortlessly displays. Imagination personified. Civilization embodied. A voice. A memory. A moment. You are blessed to be here now to receive her gift. You are part of this, traveler.
This song is a masterpiece! My biggest worry is that something that I’ve grown to love and know in this live recording will be lost or missing when the recorded version comes out.
