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9 of 9 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Painfully poetic, July 13, 2000
Each time I give "Turbulent Indigo" a spin I am consistently amazed at how dark and depressing the lyrics are, and yet, the sheer, pure beauty of the music doesn't exactly make this an album to slit your wrists by. Take "The Sire of Sorrow," for example. It has a repugnant lyrical theme of a man whose livelihood has been taken away by some unnamed "tireless watcher," presumably God. But at the same time, that amazing guitar work, arm in arm with Joni harmonizing with herself, make you simply want to sing along, and half the time, you don't even think about the depressing quality of the lyrics.The same holds true for basically every song on the record. "Not to Blame" is about a famous man (could it be O.J. Simpson?) who beat his wife to death, but everyone just said "She was out of line, you're not to blame," and Joni questions why, saying "Not one wet eye around her lonely little grave said 'He was out of line girl, you are not to blame.'" Again, repugnant theme said in a beautiful way with a fantastic arrangement. Other album highpoints: "Borderline," "Yvette in English," "Sex Kills," and "The Magdalene Laundries," about nasty people who hide behind masks of morality (remind you of any government types who happen to be ordained churchpeople, hmm?). To sum up, among her nineties recordings, I'd rank this one pretty high up there, and it's easily, IMHO, one of her top 5 best albums ever. It's worth your money, you can trust me on this one.
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