And so most of the songs that they know – most of the folklore comes from Miami. All they do is sort of run around and sow their wheat and cut the wheat down and holiday in Miami. Well, in Alberta there are no folk songs that have been collected from the prairies because people out there aren’t very prolific, you know. For instance, if you were filming on Nova Scotia you would probably want to go and sit down by the seaside among some fishnets and things and sing a sea shanty, right? But anyway, when we came to doing this song – they were supposed to be done giving a little bit of local color. It was done in two parts, with a French-Canadian doing 15 minutes and I did the other 15 minutes, and he was flown in then flown out so I never got to meet him.
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This is another song that I did on that Canadian TV show which was directed by a French-Canadian Dutchman by the name of Anton Vandewater – who had some very peculiar directing ideas. Young, a member of the Squires rock 'n' roll group, had written "Sugar Mountain" on his 19th birthday, November 12, 1964, as a lament for the approaching end of his teenage years ("You can't be 20 on Sugar Mountain.") Mitchell took the story to its logical conclusion, but offered hope." Joni's introduction to the song from a club date in 1966:Īnd this is kinda fun too, I’ll tell you a story about this next song. It was inspired by another song, Neil Young's "Sugar Mountain." Mitchell had met Young in 1964 at the Fourth Dimension folk club at the University of Manitoba, and encountered him again in the Yorkville district of Toronto in 1965. In the Goldmine interview From Blue to Indigo, William Ruhlman writes:Īnother early composition was "The Circle Game," Mitchell's song about a young boy's rites of passage. Written in response to Neil Young's Sugar Mountain. There'll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plentyīefore the last revolving year is through
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone nowĬartwheels turn to car wheels thru the townĪnd they tell him take your time it won't be long now Words like when you're older must appease him
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
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