Joni Mitchell and Joan Baez

posted August 26, 2009





Nerissa and Katryna at Transperformance 09: LookStock. Photos by Andrea Raphael, my dear friend from high school. Joni’s dress c/o my mother-in-law, Mary Duffy. Joan’s dress c/o our mother, Gail Nields. Not visible: Elle who insisted on coming on stage with us.

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  1. Hi Becky!

    Katryna sang an amazingly accurate cover of Joan’s “Swing Low Sweet Chariot,” and then Joni joined her on “I Shall Be Released.” Then Joni sang “Big Yellow Taxi” and Joan joined in on the “shoo bop bop bops.”

    SO fun!

    Love, Nerissa

  2. I will, Theresa. And I wanted to tell you that I LOVE Carrie Newcomer! She and I did a tour in ’04 with Lisa Loeb called Folk the Vote, the brainchild of my dear friend Jill Stratton, which forever changed my life. She’s amazing. (All three of those women I mentioned are amazing!)

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