Mitchell returns to old folkie ways

by Alan Niester
Toronto Globe and Mail
March 18, 1991

NIGHT RIDE HOME
Joni Mitchell
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If Joni Mitchell has become the forgotten lady of Canadian popular music, she really has no one to blame but herself. Her album releases are now few and far between (this being her first since 1988's forgettable Chalk Mark In A Rain Storm), and her songs rarely fit any but the most wide-ranging radio formats. But then, she probably doesn't care much about her status any more. Nearing 50, she long ago jettisoned the pursuit of popular taste to follow her own muse. The listener comes to Joni Mitchell, not vice versa, and it's been that way since about 1970.

That being said, this is one of the more accessible of Mitchell's recent works. She has, thankfully, backtracked over her experimental jazz stage and fallen right back into her old folkie ways. This is a low-key unencumbered effort, with Mitchell caressing her own poetic images with simple acoustic guitar, accompanied predominantly by the supple, jazz-tinged bass lines of husband and producer Larry Klein. Mitchell's voice, at one time brittle and vulnerable, has become fuller and more confident over the years.

This is a consistent and flowing affair, an organic work in which no one cut really seems to stand out from the rest. Mitchell does not write hook-filled, commercial pop melodies. Her tunes seem more like trails meandering through a forest.

While it would seem unlikely that this would appeal to any but long-time Joni Mitchell fans, the recent commercial successes of like-minded artists such as Chris Rea and Chris Isaak suggest there may be a widening market for works of understated taste and intelligence.