PS, I just put the BBC News on and heard that the USA has attacked Venezuela and captured the President and his wife. Hmm, I wonder what Joan would say about that.
Saturday, January 03, 2026
Joanie
After I spoke to you yesterday the intention was to go out
to the shops and later the pub, but in the end I thought there was no real
reason to venture out in the cold, so I had another quiet day indoors, reading
my new book (which I might finish by Sunday evening) and watching the TV. There
wasn’t a lot on worth watching to be quite honest. After the second episode of The
Traitors the highlight for me was a 1965 BBC concert by Joan Baez.
This was to celebrate the fact that next week on January 9th Joan (or
Joanie as Bob Dylan likes to call her!) reaches the age of 85. The concert was most
enjoyable. You can find it on Youtube. There is no denying that Joan has a wonderful, almost operatic voice,
clear as a bell. Also, despite my eclectic taste in music I am at heart a folkie
fan of singer-songwriters, although primarily Joan is an interpreter of other
people’s songs and traditional ballads. The concert included such trad type songs
as Mary Hamilton, Plasir D’Amour, Silver Dagger, We Shall Overcome. 500
Miles, and The Unquiet Grave, a sprinkling of Dylan songs, With
God On Our Side, Don’t Think Twice It’s Alright, and It Ain’t Me Babe.
(She didn’t sing my favourite Joanie Dylan song though which is Farewell
Angelina, so to make up for the disappointment I found a video from 66 on
Youtube and shared below).
I did notice a few differences to BBC concerts these days.
Firstly, some of the audience were smoking. That would be a big no no in today’s
world. Secondly, I have always admired Joan for her political views. As a child
Joan was subjected to racial abuse due to her Mexican heritage which coupled
with her Quaker upbringing made her very aware of social injustice, Civil
Rights, and non-violent protest. To this very day she has never been shy of
standing up for what she believes in. In between the songs of the 1965 BBC
concert she made a few anti-establishment statements. The Vietnam war was at its
height and Joan said those politicians who ordered the bombing were murderers.
I don’t think these days the BBC would have the courage to broadcast someone like Joan. There
would be calls in the right-wing press for the BBC directors to resign for
showing such a lack of impartiality. It would cause outrage. Just look at the row this
year when they broadcast Bob Vylan and Kneecap at Glastonbury. I
think the Beeb was more enlightened back in the 60s. Anyway, that was last
night, I don’t know what today will bring. It is a Wolf Moon tonight, so I’ll
try and look out for that. See you later.
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