A CHRONOLOGY OF APPEARANCES
Compiled by Simon Montgomery, © 2001
 

1972.03.13  Dorothy Chandler Pavilion  Los Angeles, CA

» This Concert is a part of the 1972 Tour of North America.

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Related articles from the Library:
» Joni in a Giant Living Room (Los Angeles Times, 1972)
» Joni Mitchell Sellout (Los Angeles Times, 1972)

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ericwest on 2014-Mar-17 at 19:00:39 GMT-5:
Man, it was long long ago, but it did feel like sitting in a "giant living Room" that night at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion. I'd recently returned from London and rushed Downtown for a ticket at the last minute. I brought a flower bouquet and a greeting card in which I'd poured out all my devotion to Ms Mitchell - just on the off-chance she might need an extra lovestruck suitor. Jackson Browne opened the show with a certain wry attitude knowing perfectly well that we were just humoring him until Joni arrived onstage. I think he played "Fountain Of Sorrow" and made a vague allusion to the fact that he had her in mind for it. At Intermission, I went out into the lobby to admire all of the gentle people gathered for the occasion. By chance, I recognized Mama Cass sidling up to the Refreshment Counter - made her acquaintance - and handed off my card into her safekeeping. Joni came out in a simple, but elegant Peasant dress and introduced us to her new dulcimer made of "kookaburra wood" She flourished what looked like a popsicle stick and began strumming her song "All I Want" for us. The rest was pure enchantment. Following the Concert, I went along to the side door of the Pavilion and waited in a line of at least fifty reverential admirers. I felt some small advantage that Cass had given her Joni my card and that it'd immediately hold a special place in her heart. She came out to cheers from the mob of us and some acrobatic guy leaped in front of her path and did a series of breathtaking somersaults to clear the way. I couldn't compete with that and so I gave my bouquet to a female well-wisher alongside me and followed the constant Northern Star into the darkness with a Case of Joni Mitchell's Blues to solace me.