
A haunting, late-night collaboration with Charles Mingus. Fretless bass, electric piano, and intimate vocals weave through archival tape recordings and sparse jazz fusion.
June 1979 · Asylum Records
Low, sliding basslines and the hiss of archival cassette tapes drift through the dark like smoke. Her voice hovers over electric piano chords, loose and conversational, as if singing to an empty room. It feels like a late-night wake where jazz legends and folk memories blur into a single, quiet room.
How does Mingus sound next to the rest of Joni Mitchell's catalogue?
Rather than focusing on the fleeting romances of the road, the record confronts death mortality head-on as Mitchell crafts a haunting, elegiac dialogue with a fading titan.
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