“And he hangs a moon above a one-man band.” This is my take on “The Jungle Line,” Joni Mitchell’s wild little ditty about the, ahem, white gaze of kooky primitivist painter, tax man and jungle fetishist Henri Rousseau.
It was performed live as part of a Zoom song-sharing celebration with fellow Joni nerds from around the globe (with surprise sets from bona fide bad asses like Jonatha Brooke and Judith Owen). The audio is the live performance, but I added a little b-roll to keep it interesting.
Thanks to Les and Paz and Sue and Bob for hosting the party.
You can see the whole shebang – all 9+ hours – on the YouTubes. Link and info at www.jonifest.com.