Joan Baez is our national treasure! And you're right, there will never ever, be a voice like hers. Thank you Joan Baez for all you have given to the world!!
I think he or she is aware of this. It is probably just meant to express how wonderful it would be if an audience today could enjoy a musical performance in the same way
I remember buying this album when I was young and attending college. Both myself and my little boy, Charlie , listened to that album for hours and hours and he would ask me to sing for him. You see, he wouldn't go to sleep unless I sang to him, so of course I did. He has passed away now but this is one of my wonderful memories with him. I will always love you, Charlie. I will never let you go from my heart nor my soul.
To be able to distill the gist of a relationship into inciteful poetry is amazing enough, but to put it to bone-crushingly beautiful music and perform it with the voice of an angel, is one of a kind.
@@arlenesheffield1136 and, 'you who are so good with words'. Some say she's referring to Dylan. I'd say Joan is pretty damn impressive with words herself. And, I dig her poetry, too. 👍
75 and honestly kinda makes me so sad i can hardly listen. her voice was like a rebirth, a birth into music, into art , , , into a kind of truth and adulting i hadn't known could be , , ,then , , , life happened.
Roger, I am 33 and I feel every word she wrote. Everyone says I am born in the wrong time and I feel it but I am glad that I am able to listen to such beautiful music everytime I want to. However, I really would like to be born 40 or 50 years ago to feel the beginning and to be part of it and not just be a passenger.
What a wonderful singer and woman, I saw her several times in concert, great moments ... I have been a fan since I was teenager and I still love her, I am now 65 years old ... She has illuminated all my life.
I only got to see her once, years ago, but glad of it! I've been a fan of Joan's, forever. To say nothing of the enormous crush I had on her and Ronstadt, back in the day. 😎👍💙💙
Because she is the absolute master of her craft! She and Bob Dylan as a team were formidable. I hate that that candle went out long before it should've.
I have been listening to Joan since the 1960s' and still in awe of her voice.Just amazing that a person can sing the way she sings. I took up guitar at about 16 after listening to Joan Baez. Unfortunately I never could sing very well. I heard Joan and was hooked for life. Can you imagine being born with a voice like Joan? She probably had a sense very early on that she had this gift even before she started singing professionally..
No it isn't, she's singing and playing live in this video. Good times when talent was all that was needed to entertain the crowd. Nowadays, a lot of singers use backup dancers, fireworks and all that useless crap to distract the audience from the fact that they have no real talent.
I originally heard the Judas Priest version of this song not knowing it was a cover, and it's well above average for their catalogue which is saying a lot. Now, seeing this, I can understand why Halford would have wanted to sing it, and how powerful a song it is. wow.
Yes, exactly. for 30 years its been one of my favorite judas priest songs.... how rude of them not to acknowledge the cover and the original artist. I am severely disappointed, she has tons of good music and I wish i had heard it all sooner.
Back in the Sixties I was certainly aware Joan Baez (who wasn’t?) but so much was happening I didn’t listen to her much. Came across this song a couple of years ago. This live version is priceless. Literally chills down my spine.
Her playing, beside her spanish beauty and haunting voice that came from heaven, she was and is a master of the travis picking style. I remember when her first two albums came out. She rocked my world and sent me chasing after dark eyed latin girls when I was 9. I love her early records still.
Half Spanish, half Scottish. Joan looked more Spanish and her sister Mimi Farina looked more Scottish, with drak hair and blue eyes. If you haven't discovered Mimi yet, you will be just as captivated.
One of the most beautiful songs of bittersweet love, she sounds amazing here, her haunting voice and you can lightly hear the guitar, just wonderful and how perfect her performance is.
This is an incredible song, moving, stirring, melancholic, yearning for something that when it was there you never looked out. When it slipped away you never stopped looking in. Where did it go, why did it go? What was it I did or didn't do? Then you had to pour it out somewhere, Diamonds and Rust.
Totally agree - lyric 'Our breath comes out white clouds Mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me We both could have died then and there' always makes me shiver
"Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks You brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust Well you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half-shell Could keep you unharmed Now I see you standing With brown leaves falling all around And snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window Of that crummy hotel Over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds Mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me We both could have died then and there Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague 'Cause I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid" Songwriters: Joan Baez
Takes me back to the late 60's hearing her remarkable voice and guitar playing in the Gaslight theater , west village for a small crowd of less then 50.
This ranks up there with the best songs ever sung, and her voice with the best voices to ever sing. I remember when I first heard this about 60 or so years ago, and it gave me chills. She is so good. Singing with just the guitar for accompaniment, this live version sounds just as good, if not better, than the production version on the album.
@@sharonrebibo6015 Yeah, same as a couple other incredible, but short lived "loves", like Kris and Rita, George and Tammy, and others I'm sure... Bob and Joan were special "kindred spirits", I'm glad they had some time together.
Joan Baez seems so gracious and distinctive to me. She radiates such a violative thus confident and strong aura... The audience is listening not only to music but ro what she has ro say.
I saw her in the 60s and have seen her quite a few times down the years - the last time on her farewell tour a couple of years ago. I have never seen her less than captivating. Of course she can't now do the high stuff in quite the same way - she was nearly 80 on that tour - but in a subtly refined way old Joan is as good as young Joan. She is such an intelligent singer and knows just how to modify the songs to suit her voice - at times even improving them. Even at the age of 78 she did the whole evening by herself, playing the guitar throughout. She seems immortal.
I've been listening to this song since 1976. One of my favorites, as the guitar intro/background flows with the song so well. What a classic song. Thanks so much for the video.
Joan is singing about Bob Dylan, they were once a couple and were called the prince and princess of the folk music scene. Listen to the song, it's bitter sweet as can be.
@@sharonsekhon9475 Dylan could write about a group of people and their troubles, but not really about himself except in parables. Many attribute his lack of empathy to his childhood, but while most people didn't have it easy when young they still grew up to be kind and loving spouses. Both Joan and Dylan's first wife describe him as a ghost. Fellow performers describe him as friendly but never as a friend. Wonderful music from a strange and lonesome man in his own world.
@@bullettube9863 thanks for teaching me - this makes a lot of sense. I never knew about his childhood - just that he tried to reinvent himself. I appreciate this a lot.
@@sharonsekhon9475 I don't think he ever tried to "re-invent" himself. He always told people he was just a Troubadour, and his actions prove this. He shunned super stardom, he stayed away from TV, and stadium concerts and preferred to live a private life. He did have friends; Johnny Cash, Robbie Robertson, and Tom Petty for instance, whom he collaborated with on several projects. But nobody could lay claim to being a close, personal friend. He is as he says, just a troubadour!
@@bullettube9863 I don't see it so simply based on how he treated women in his life. I tried to acknowledge I learned a little from you. Try reading "Positively 4th Street" and do read his lyrics. As you know, I am "just like a woman." A troubadour does note hate nor blame people for his behavior.
@@kristine6996 I wish I could have been at Woodstock and seen these incredible people whose music will always be relevant and strike a chord in our hearts. 🌞
As a boy in the early 60s, my father brought home an FM radio, when FM was just being introduced. We tuned to WHA (U of Wisconsin radio station) and they put on her whole first album. I was stunned by the clarity of FM, and the beauty of her voice and this is one of my cherished memories from my boyhood. Sixty years later, she still impresses with her artistry, political courage, and beauty.
I first heard this song in 1979 in Casablanca, Morocco. At this point in my life, I was a senior in high school in a small podunk town about 200 miles away from Casablanca. Besides my love for Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, and Cat Stevens, Long-Distance Running was my life. In school, my favorite class was English, and after three years of immersing myself in the language, I was somewhat good at understanding spoken English. I was a kid who did not get allowance money, or have a job but managed to save for important needs, and on this particular time, I desperately needed some good running shoes for competing, however, the clothing shops in the small town where I lived had only "Saroukh Brand", a generic plastic sneakers that stunk the minute you put them on. Not finding the right pair of competition-level shoes, I grabbed the meager savings I had and took the overnight train in the "Quatrième Classe" (the lowest economic class in the rear car of the train, with the chickens and goats) to the big city. After a few inquiries on where to find good running shoes in the largest city in Morocco, I was led to Souk Smat, a flea market of a sort in the old Medina of Casablanca. Zigzagging between the droves of people from one stall to the next, I finally hit the jackpot of the everything-abroad shop as if I stumbled on heaven. This shop specializes in imported black-market items from the US and Europe. There was running gear just like what the Track and Field stars (Lasse Viren, Frank Shorter, Henry Rono, to name a few who adorned my room walls) wore, all kinds of Levis Blue Jeans, hip sunglasses, some second-hand stuff as well, etc, in short, the coolest stuff ever for an insignificant kid from a Middle-of-Nowhere town. As I was haggling with the shopkeeper over these incredible Nike sneakers, I saw a Joan Baez album that I had never seen before with Baez in her iconic straw hat picture facing me in the corner of the tiny shop. My focus immediately shifted to "The Best Of Joan C. Baez" vinyl album, I asked the seemingly annoyed shopkeeper to play a couple of songs from the album for me before I bought it. From the minute the first song (Diamonds And Rust) started playing, I just lost it, and by the time "Prison Trilogy" song hit, I was sobbing in a trance-like fashion, not worrying about the gathered mesmerized crowd surrounding me or the shopkeeper. I will never forget that shop or that moment, it was like a freight train of emotions hit me at a vulnerable time with the most sincere words and music that only The Queen of Folk in her prime could create. I skipped the much-needed shoes, gave the shopkeeper all the money I had, and lingered on an empty stomach for hours (with my new-found treasure underarm) in the fascinating boulevards of Casablanca until the past-midnight train ride, so I could easily bunk the train for nearly 200 miles by getting off the train at almost every town and village and getting back on the last train car that the ticket inspector had just visited. Years later I eventually immigrated to the USA, officially named myself Dylan after his Bobness, and had a great family. I saw Bob Dylan, and Joan Baez many times in concerts, and my innocent youth promise, decades ago, was to meet Bob Dylan and Joan Baez in person. After many crazy attempts, I doubt that I will ever fulfill that dream of meeting Bob, but on the contrary, I have met Joan Baez in person twice; once backstage at a concert in Denver where I sang "Jari Ya Hamouda" with her, and once one evening on August 2, 1996, in the woods of Poudre Canyon in the Rocky Mountains near a small motel where she was staying during a very small outdoor concert at the Mishawaka Amphitheatre in Bellvue, Colorado. When we lived in Colorado Springs, My French friend Fabien LOEWENGUTH, who is also a big fan of Joan Baez, and I took the 4-hour drive with much anticipation to see Joan Baez, and after getting lost for a bit, we eventually made it in the nick of time, that concert was very low-key and just outstanding, especially being in the middle of the mountains, there were not many people, which made it fantastic for all the attendees and very intimate being very close to Joan Baez. I do not remember the songs she played, but the set was dreamy with a few songs from the Play Me Backwards album, I believe. Mid-concert, it started raining lightly and despite that, Joan insisted on playing until "it starts sparking" she said. Sure enough, the thunderous rain started sparking the electric cables, at which point the concert came to a frantic halt and everyone scattered for safety. Joan and the band ran uphill to the motel where they were staying, but the hardcore devotees huddled around hoping for a sign from Joan, however after an hour or so of relentless rain everyone left. Fabien kept insisting that we should also leave especially after the innkeeper kept pestering us and that we still had 4 hours of driving back home in severe weather conditions. I had brought a couple of Baez's books and about 40 or so sleeves from my collection of Joan Baez's official and non-official bootleg CDs with me just in case and refused to leave without at least having her autograph them. A few minutes passed when the innkeeper burst from the gate threatening to call the sheriff's office if we didn't leave immediately, I was in dismay, then sprung and lied to him that I flew in from Morocco and was not leaving unless he took Joan Baez's books and CD jackets to her, he agreed to do so, and I pulled my pen and wrote "you mean so much to the oppressed and the politically persecuted people of Morocco" and signed it "dylan" on the cover of the album that contains "Natalya Gorbanevskaya", a song about a Russian dissident who later became a close friend to Joan (I can't remember the album's title now). A long time went by and the rain had stopped, I thought, what a big mistake I made! I will never see my collection back. To my surprise, not only did I get everything back, but Joan Baez in all of her Majesty, brought them back with all humility, barefoot in a blue jeans shirt and shorts, and above all with the hugest welcoming smile that I have ever seen on Joan Baez. I was about to faint when she asked "Who is this Dylan?" Very funny I thought (Tears are rolling down my cheeks as I am typing this now). Among the things I sent with the innkeeper was a photograph of me and Joan Baez from my backstage visit with her the year prior that my wife took, so she mentioned that she remembered me well and my great singing, I told her that I had two choices to name myself, either Dylan or Gandhi, and that my wife preferred Dylan, and also that if I were a woman, I would have named myself Joan or Baez, and with a smirk, she thought that I should have gone with Gandhi. My friend Fabien joined us, and we took pictures and talked for what seemed an eternity about everything that mattered. She asked about my connection with Gandhi, about the Human Rights situation in Morocco, and was genuinely interested in us more than just as fans. It started to sprinkle again and was getting dark by now, we gave each other hugs and left, me with joy, disbelief, and part of my heart torn then and there. That was an experience of a lifetime, that only confirms my belief in Joan Baez as an incredible human being. Some months later, Joan Baez went to sing in Morocco for the first time, and I am convinced it was because of that encounter. My friends in Morocco don't believe that I had anything to do with it, of course not I assure them! Love to you Joan, and may you stay forever young.
@@jillgat - that may be so, but the song is about her relationship with Dylan. She's confirmed this herself, though she has also admitted that initially she told Dylan it was about Harris. Harris of course didn't "burst on the scene, already a legend". The lyrics give it all away. the opening "Ten years ago . . " takes her back from the time it was written (early-mid 70s) to the period when she was with Dylan.
This lady is amazing, the sheer quality of her guitar work, that vibrant melodic voice, her stage persona, I keep listening to this one, it's beautiful!
Graduated college in May,1977.Had bought previous LP's of Joan Baez. Loved her voice& esp. LYRICS!!!!!!! Stillto this very day. Musicians are called with a prophetic calling, to lead & encourage us to face reality. Gave my heart to Yeshua May 29,1975. Am 65. No turning back!
My gosh I’m so glad I’m old enough now to have been young enough back then….The beauty and talent of this lady overwhelmed me then and all these years later here I stand overwhelmed again.
Cada vez que la escucho, me emociono profundamente a pesar de que mi lengua nativa no es el ingles. Hay magia en su voz y es capaz de transmitir emociones mas alla de las palabras. Gracias por compartir esta joya.
A song that many can relate to ; the ex , the non nostalgic ex … the arrogant , smart ass , good with words ex . 😆 She phrased it all so perfectly , the pain is palpable and this song lives on forever . She’s a beautiful woman , who wouldn’t love her . But youth is like that , full of people with self interest & ambitious drive ~ and love seems to have a strange predestined arrow doesn’t it ? I guess they did come from fairly different backgrounds .. I can relate to you Joan … I hope you got over Bob and found happiness . I’m sure you did … eventually . At least you got a hit out of that painful experience .
I know many of you know , but this is Joan at one of her finest, writing beautiful music and lyrics with pain and rememberance of her and BOB DYLANS love affair.
To pour her heart out on something so obviously painful... and yet beautiful... a sacrifice for the those listening. Its almost as if she's falling on a sword so the rest of us can live.
Hauntingly beautiful. I, like many others, heard the Judas Priest version first. They did an admirable job for sure but it was the lyrics that really called to me, like a melancholy aching and longing for that which was and yet shall never be again. I hear it even now, as I found this gem only minutes ago. Beautiful voice, beautiful soul, beautiful lady.
Both the Unleashed and acoustic version with Ripper are classic. The difference in lyrics and lyrical structure between the Priest version and Joan’s are greater than what I expected.
Joan Baez, lovely lady. We literally bumped into each each other running to get out of a downpour. Taxi, door flies open, bank. Joan and guitar on the floor. We picked each other up apologizing to each other whilst we both got soaked. Such a charming lady and I fell for her there and then.
It's has only been half an hour since I first heard this song, I don't know how many times I played it but I got goosebumps every single time, damn this modern music, I wanna go to 70s...
Unbelievably beautiful; goose bumps and tears. Saw her live in 1995 or thereabouts with an old lover, now long since left my life. I guess that is why this song resonates.
Thanks to everyone who provides the lyrics to songs that need them. It sure enhances the experience. First time I fully understood that Joan really deeply cared for Bob. I always thought that was just PR. Her song Kinda breaks my heart.
One of the great masterpiece songs in rock n roll history. Her performance, while not the equal of the younger Joan's aesthetic intensity, still reveals a musically gifted beautiful woman!
How can a crowd that large be so quiet and respectful. It's remarkable. They knew they were seeing a living legend, still at the height of her powers.
Saint Joan Baez was singing!
Yup.
Wen Angel's descended nobody makes any noise
Judging from the logo on the screen it looks like it was in Norway. NRK is a norwegian channel. Scandinavians are respectful in general
This is from the Kalvøya festival, just outside Oslo, Norway. This performance was made in August 1978.
I don't think we will ever hear a voice like this again. Unreal.
Joan Baez is our national treasure! And you're right, there will never ever, be a voice like hers. Thank you Joan Baez for all you have given to the world!!
Look at the audience! No-one is recording anything, everyone just purely enjoying this awesome piece of art! What a voice.
Not that strange considering the year when this was filmed.
cause there werent cell phones jhajajaja
I think he or she is aware of this. It is probably just meant to express how wonderful it would be if an audience today could enjoy a musical performance in the same way
Well I’m glad someone did cause if not we would not be able to watch on our phones
I remember buying this album when I was young and attending college. Both myself and my little boy, Charlie , listened to that album for hours and hours and he would ask me to sing for him. You see, he wouldn't go to sleep unless I sang to him, so of course I did. He has passed away now but this is one of my wonderful memories with him. I will always love you, Charlie. I will never let you go from my heart nor my soul.
A wonderful story. Bless you both.
Joan will provide comfort........... may Charlie rest in peace............
Magnificent
Memories will help you.
We celebrate his life with you. He was lucky to have had you too. Be proud of the happiness that you created for him for the time that you both had.
If angels exist and could sing, their voices will be exactly like Joan's voice.
Her voice always brings tears to my eyes. She is awesome.
To be able to distill the gist of a relationship into inciteful poetry is amazing enough, but to put it to bone-crushingly beautiful music and perform it with the voice of an angel, is one of a kind.
born in 1971....she simply inspires! love!!!!!
"My poetry was lousy you said"..Ironic wouldn't you say.
Incomparable!❤️
Yup...nuff said😎
@@arlenesheffield1136 and, 'you who are so good with words'. Some say she's referring to Dylan.
I'd say Joan is pretty damn impressive with words herself. And, I dig her poetry, too. 👍
The voice and the lyrics are brilliant but I also hope people realize how extraordinary her playing is.
@Jeff Lowei : An old blues player once said, "if you can't fingerpick, you can't really play guitar", her playing is fantastic.
Yes. Dylan himself said so.
Absolutely agree.
I can't fingerpick😲😭😭😭😭
Everything about her is extraordinary ...........
Beautiful voice that has captivated me since my youth and now 78 years old. Go Joan
75 and honestly kinda makes me so sad i can hardly listen. her voice was like a rebirth, a birth into music, into art , , , into a kind of truth and adulting i hadn't known could be , , ,then , , , life happened.
Agreed. I grew up with Joan and have seen her live at every opportunity - and she never disappointed.
Roger, I am 33 and I feel every word she wrote. Everyone says I am born in the wrong time and I feel it but I am glad that I am able to listen to such beautiful music everytime I want to. However, I really would like to be born 40 or 50 years ago to feel the beginning and to be part of it and not just be a passenger.
@@grimas204 70 .... evokes memories. was able to see her live in Mexico at the Cervantino...circa 1976
Ditto - 79 years old.
What a wonderful singer and woman, I saw her several times in concert, great moments ... I have been a fan since I was teenager and I still love her, I am now 65 years old ... She has illuminated all my life.
Absolutely agree 72 go
Yo trevir5 she excels ate everything TREVOr
Sorry i never got to see her but that would have been a great experience, you are blessed good on you. Hippy😃
Me too 😊Hippy👌👍
beautifully put
I only got to see her once, years ago, but glad of it! I've been a fan of Joan's, forever. To say nothing of the enormous crush I had on her and Ronstadt, back in the day. 😎👍💙💙
Always brings tears, it's not just the lyrics, it's her voice.
Jeez, I haven't heard this in so long. This really slayed me. One of the most haunting songs ever, by a goddess.
A Goddess indeed.....with a very personal account of an intimate time in her life....Dylan??
Little sussy Will
Ah 60's 70's where did you go? we were so lucky to be there before the madness began.
Opposite end of the scale, today is the first time I have ever heard this song, or of her actually. Love this.
@@pecky88 me too...a girl I know from Queensland Australia was singing it on RUclips so I reset it and here I am. Thanks Clare Cowley
And bonus, we were young.
was born 22 years after this performance and i am absolutely captivated by joan, she has become my favorite artist. my soul is soothed by her voice
Dylan was very,very, lucky to have her....
And foolish to have lost her as himself admitted later.
There is no yelling in Joan"s voice, but you can hear the yell in her heart.
Yep, she got hurt real bad.
Right on Sister!
I re-listened the song after i read your comment and I noticed it was all the heart that was yelling.
Indeed..
My EX husband makes my heart hurt I wish it didn't and who cares and my family tells me I should be over him. Tell my heart that.
I just don't see how you can play and sing like that...at the same time..genius. Her fingers are like a beautiful spider...
Because she is the absolute master of her craft! She and Bob Dylan as a team were formidable. I hate that that candle went out long before it should've.
I have been listening to Joan since the 1960s' and still in awe of her voice.Just amazing that a person can sing the way she sings. I took up guitar at about 16 after listening to Joan Baez. Unfortunately I never could sing very well. I heard Joan and was hooked for life. Can you imagine being born with a voice like Joan? She probably had a sense very early on that she had this gift even before she started singing professionally..
there's a really good document somewhere on this site if you have not seen it...she is quite a bit more than a guitar player. One of a kind.
No it isn't, she's singing and playing live in this video. Good times when talent was all that was needed to entertain the crowd. Nowadays, a lot of singers use backup dancers, fireworks and all that useless crap to distract the audience from the fact that they have no real talent.
Her voice, her eyes and smile, (melt).
I originally heard the Judas Priest version of this song not knowing it was a cover, and it's well above average for their catalogue which is saying a lot. Now, seeing this, I can understand why Halford would have wanted to sing it, and how powerful a song it is. wow.
Both versions are great in their own way 👍
Yes, exactly. for 30 years its been one of my favorite judas priest songs.... how rude of them not to acknowledge the cover and the original artist. I am severely disappointed, she has tons of good music and I wish i had heard it all sooner.
@@LUBHETTI They absolutely do acknowledge it on concerts: ruclips.net/video/eHyl8a394-M/видео.html
Back in the Sixties I was certainly aware Joan Baez (who wasn’t?) but so much was happening I didn’t listen to her much. Came across this song a couple of years ago. This live version is priceless. Literally chills down my spine.
Still sends chills thru me all these decades later
Her playing, beside her spanish beauty and haunting voice that came from heaven, she was and is a master of the travis picking style. I remember when her first two albums came out. She rocked my world and sent me chasing after dark eyed latin girls when I was 9. I love her early records still.
Half Spanish, half Scottish. Joan looked more Spanish and her sister Mimi Farina looked more Scottish, with drak hair and blue eyes. If you haven't discovered Mimi yet, you will be just as captivated.
Elle est d'origine mexicaine.
One of the most powerful love songs ever.
One of the most beautiful songs of bittersweet love, she sounds amazing here, her haunting voice and you can lightly hear the guitar, just wonderful and how perfect her performance is.
Agreed. And she herself is so beautiful. 🙏
a big crowd sitting quietly and listening - unbelievable nowadays
You mean they don't do that anymore? Man, I must be getting old.
No, if you look closely, there's a lot of people walking among the crowd, distracting others.
I noticed the same thing. I miss those days.
@@arlenesheffield1136 Same here.
yes indeed...I want to live in the past and am !!!
Lovely to see people sitting on the grass listening to music, instead of standing, jumping about and blocking people's view.
you must be a frustrated dwarf
@@descartesdonkey4291 And you must be a very stupid donkey
Joe Kavanagh, yes, listening, not talking about whatever what
And no friggin' mobile phones.
So gay...
🤩 wow. Always loved her but this is TOPS! She is so gorgeous in every way.
Absolutely haunting and beautiful. One of my favorite songs ever. Love you, Joan. You have the voice of an angel.
Well said. Haunting.
La plus belle voix que j'ai entendu de ma vie.
The most beautiful voice i've ever heard in my life.
I read someone commented it to be one of the most hauntingly beautiful love songs ever written. So true!!
This is an incredible song, moving, stirring, melancholic, yearning for something that when it was there you never looked out. When it slipped away you never stopped looking in. Where did it go, why did it go? What was it I did or didn't do? Then you had to pour it out somewhere, Diamonds and Rust.
That s exactly what this song makes me feel👌🏼
Beautifully said.....
Great Guitar, Monumental lyrics, hits like an arrow to the heart.
Totally agree - lyric 'Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there' always makes me shiver
Concordo plenamente !!!!!LIKE do Brasil !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Exactly!
"Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Could keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling all around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
'Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid"
Songwriters: Joan Baez
A couple of light years ago... I wonder what would her father or her cousin say about that... :)
I played this song in a neighborhood bar about a year ago and it got booed and they played that lollipop song. I’m delighted not to be young anymore.
Thank you for posting the words. Could you please explain the last line? Thank you.
@@hank1519 Shiney old Stuff.
@@hank1519 she is saying, "don't come on to me, I've already done that with you and payed with diamonds and rust, glitter and decay".
Takes me back to the late 60's hearing her remarkable voice and guitar playing in the Gaslight theater , west village for a small crowd of less then 50.
I would have burst out in tears the minute she started the introduction.
What a lovely voice 😳 still listening on October 19th 2020 🙋🙋♂️🙋♀️
Dec 21st 2020
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This ranks up there with the best songs ever sung, and her voice with the best voices to ever sing. I remember when I first heard this about 60 or so years ago, and it gave me chills. She is so good. Singing with just the guitar for accompaniment, this live version sounds just as good, if not better, than the production version on the album.
I saw Bob and Joan perform together in 1976, I'm so glad I got that chance.
@MarkMark
Did you notice the sparks and electricity between them?
@@sharonrebibo6015 Yeah, same as a couple other incredible, but short lived "loves", like Kris and Rita, George and Tammy, and others I'm sure... Bob and Joan were special "kindred spirits", I'm glad they had some time together.
@@markmark2080 I've always thought that Kristofferson needed to have his head examined, for blowing it with Coolidge.
Joan Baez seems so gracious and distinctive to me. She radiates such a violative thus confident and strong aura...
The audience is listening not only to music but ro what she has ro say.
Still rises the fine hairs at the nape, the day after the 2020 Solstice!
There will never be another like her...
You got that right..shes a one off..so appreciative of what she gave us.. me..67.
Anastasia...easily the most intoxicating name out there...right you are about JB...& yes, Christmas star & all...
@@ralphh.2200 funny...intoxicating is a rather apt description of the nickname I got from school...
Anaesthetic😉
@@anastasiawilkie5202 ...that seems a bit unfair to you...imagine what they did with mine, as a verb of course...Cheers.
Absolutely agree!
One of the most beautiful songs ever written
Her voice is just as beautiful today! And the same for her guitar playing!
Which proves my point, she is an angel.
Her voice is so clear and ethereal, hauntingly beautiful. Love her, this is my favorite song of hers..
I saw her in concert 50 years or so ago. She was breathtaking.
Lucky you.🙂
To meet her is #1 on my bucket list. Now that she's retired I burnt my list - she was 1 thru 10!!!
I saw her in the 60s and have seen her quite a few times down the years - the last time on her farewell tour a couple of years ago. I have never seen her less than captivating. Of course she can't now do the high stuff in quite the same way - she was nearly 80 on that tour - but in a subtly refined way old Joan is as good as young Joan. She is such an intelligent singer and knows just how to modify the songs to suit her voice - at times even improving them. Even at the age of 78 she did the whole evening by herself, playing the guitar throughout. She seems immortal.
I've been listening to this song since 1976. One of my favorites, as the guitar intro/background flows with the song so well. What a classic song. Thanks so much for the video.
She surely had one of the finest voices of her time... Just beautiful... Wow.
Present tense! She surely HAS one of the finest voices of all time....💙✌
This is beautiful beyond believe.
She is a legend ❤
She plays as beautifully as she sings as beautifully as she plays as beautifully ....
Sublime. The heart takes a big sigh.
Joan is singing about Bob Dylan, they were once a couple and were called the prince and princess of the folk music scene. Listen to the song, it's bitter sweet as can be.
he treated her horrifically
@@sharonsekhon9475 Dylan could write about a group of people and their troubles, but not really about himself except in parables. Many attribute his lack of empathy to his childhood, but while most people didn't have it easy when young they still grew up to be kind and loving spouses. Both Joan and Dylan's first wife describe him as a ghost. Fellow performers describe him as friendly but never as a friend. Wonderful music from a strange and lonesome man in his own world.
@@bullettube9863 thanks for teaching me - this makes a lot of sense. I never knew about his childhood - just that he tried to reinvent himself. I appreciate this a lot.
@@sharonsekhon9475 I don't think he ever tried to "re-invent" himself. He always told people he was just a Troubadour, and his actions prove this. He shunned super stardom, he stayed away from TV, and stadium concerts and preferred to live a private life. He did have friends; Johnny Cash, Robbie Robertson, and Tom Petty for instance, whom he collaborated with on several projects. But nobody could lay claim to being a close, personal friend. He is as he says, just a troubadour!
@@bullettube9863 I don't see it so simply based on how he treated women in his life. I tried to acknowledge I learned a little from you. Try reading "Positively 4th Street" and do read his lyrics. As you know, I am "just like a woman." A troubadour does note hate nor blame people for his behavior.
My Soul has Always Ached Whenever I Hear This Song…Thank you for allowing me to remember the 1st Time I heard This Song when it was released…
Same here . It brings me to tears.
@@cinnamongirl7877 me too 😊
How did it suddenly become 2020? Why can't this be now again. But what a diamond of a memory!
My thought every day, god if only.
@@russdeluca8204 true, and the same spirit over here . Mindblowing lifeexperience, beyond words. A blessing in disguise 🥂💔.
@@kristine6996 I wish I could have been at Woodstock and seen these incredible people whose music will always be relevant and strike a chord in our hearts. 🌞
As a boy in the early 60s, my father brought home an FM radio, when FM was just being introduced. We tuned to WHA (U of Wisconsin radio station) and they put on her whole first album. I was stunned by the clarity of FM, and the beauty of her voice and this is one of my cherished memories from my boyhood. Sixty years later, she still impresses with her artistry, political courage, and beauty.
She loved him dearly. I belive her.
I love Dylan, but he was a creep to her.
he' s an arrogant b....rd, and Joan is such a wonderful person
@@michaeloneill1763 she loved him but unfortunately he loved himself
@@Jimfishy He must be nuts!!
All of you are right on!! I love it. And a leopard can't hide his spots!
One of the most evocative love songs of all time.Roll over Shakespeare
The purest, most authentic woman that ever loved.
I first heard this song in 1979 in Casablanca, Morocco. At this point in my life, I was a senior in high school in a small podunk town about 200 miles away from Casablanca. Besides my love for Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, and Cat Stevens, Long-Distance Running was my life. In school, my favorite class was English, and after three years of immersing myself in the language, I was somewhat good at understanding spoken English. I was a kid who did not get allowance money, or have a job but managed to save for important needs, and on this particular time, I desperately needed some good running shoes for competing, however, the clothing shops in the small town where I lived had only "Saroukh Brand", a generic plastic sneakers that stunk the minute you put them on. Not finding the right pair of competition-level shoes, I grabbed the meager savings I had and took the overnight train in the "Quatrième Classe" (the lowest economic class in the rear car of the train, with the chickens and goats) to the big city. After a few inquiries on where to find good running shoes in the largest city in Morocco, I was led to Souk Smat, a flea market of a sort in the old Medina of Casablanca. Zigzagging between the droves of people from one stall to the next, I finally hit the jackpot of the everything-abroad shop as if I stumbled on heaven. This shop specializes in imported black-market items from the US and Europe. There was running gear just like what the Track and Field stars (Lasse Viren, Frank Shorter, Henry Rono, to name a few who adorned my room walls) wore, all kinds of Levis Blue Jeans, hip sunglasses, some second-hand stuff as well, etc, in short, the coolest stuff ever for an insignificant kid from a Middle-of-Nowhere town. As I was haggling with the shopkeeper over these incredible Nike sneakers, I saw a Joan Baez album that I had never seen before with Baez in her iconic straw hat picture facing me in the corner of the tiny shop. My focus immediately shifted to "The Best Of Joan C. Baez" vinyl album, I asked the seemingly annoyed shopkeeper to play a couple of songs from the album for me before I bought it. From the minute the first song (Diamonds And Rust) started playing, I just lost it, and by the time "Prison Trilogy" song hit, I was sobbing in a trance-like fashion, not worrying about the gathered mesmerized crowd surrounding me or the shopkeeper. I will never forget that shop or that moment, it was like a freight train of emotions hit me at a vulnerable time with the most sincere words and music that only The Queen of Folk in her prime could create. I skipped the much-needed shoes, gave the shopkeeper all the money I had, and lingered on an empty stomach for hours (with my new-found treasure underarm) in the fascinating boulevards of Casablanca until the past-midnight train ride, so I could easily bunk the train for nearly 200 miles by getting off the train at almost every town and village and getting back on the last train car that the ticket inspector had just visited. Years later I eventually immigrated to the USA, officially named myself Dylan after his Bobness, and had a great family. I saw Bob Dylan, and Joan Baez many times in concerts, and my innocent youth promise, decades ago, was to meet Bob Dylan and Joan Baez in person. After many crazy attempts, I doubt that I will ever fulfill that dream of meeting Bob, but on the contrary, I have met Joan Baez in person twice; once backstage at a concert in Denver where I sang "Jari Ya Hamouda" with her, and once one evening on August 2, 1996, in the woods of Poudre Canyon in the Rocky Mountains near a small motel where she was staying during a very small outdoor concert at the Mishawaka Amphitheatre in Bellvue, Colorado. When we lived in Colorado Springs, My French friend Fabien LOEWENGUTH, who is also a big fan of Joan Baez, and I took the 4-hour drive with much anticipation to see Joan Baez, and after getting lost for a bit, we eventually made it in the nick of time, that concert was very low-key and just outstanding, especially being in the middle of the mountains, there were not many people, which made it fantastic for all the attendees and very intimate being very close to Joan Baez. I do not remember the songs she played, but the set was dreamy with a few songs from the Play Me Backwards album, I believe. Mid-concert, it started raining lightly and despite that, Joan insisted on playing until "it starts sparking" she said. Sure enough, the thunderous rain started sparking the electric cables, at which point the concert came to a frantic halt and everyone scattered for safety. Joan and the band ran uphill to the motel where they were staying, but the hardcore devotees huddled around hoping for a sign from Joan, however after an hour or so of relentless rain everyone left. Fabien kept insisting that we should also leave especially after the innkeeper kept pestering us and that we still had 4 hours of driving back home in severe weather conditions. I had brought a couple of Baez's books and about 40 or so sleeves from my collection of Joan Baez's official and non-official bootleg CDs with me just in case and refused to leave without at least having her autograph them. A few minutes passed when the innkeeper burst from the gate threatening to call the sheriff's office if we didn't leave immediately, I was in dismay, then sprung and lied to him that I flew in from Morocco and was not leaving unless he took Joan Baez's books and CD jackets to her, he agreed to do so, and I pulled my pen and wrote "you mean so much to the oppressed and the politically persecuted people of Morocco" and signed it "dylan" on the cover of the album that contains "Natalya Gorbanevskaya", a song about a Russian dissident who later became a close friend to Joan (I can't remember the album's title now). A long time went by and the rain had stopped, I thought, what a big mistake I made! I will never see my collection back. To my surprise, not only did I get everything back, but Joan Baez in all of her Majesty, brought them back with all humility, barefoot in a blue jeans shirt and shorts, and above all with the hugest welcoming smile that I have ever seen on Joan Baez. I was about to faint when she asked "Who is this Dylan?" Very funny I thought (Tears are rolling down my cheeks as I am typing this now). Among the things I sent with the innkeeper was a photograph of me and Joan Baez from my backstage visit with her the year prior that my wife took, so she mentioned that she remembered me well and my great singing, I told her that I had two choices to name myself, either Dylan or Gandhi, and that my wife preferred Dylan, and also that if I were a woman, I would have named myself Joan or Baez, and with a smirk, she thought that I should have gone with Gandhi. My friend Fabien joined us, and we took pictures and talked for what seemed an eternity about everything that mattered. She asked about my connection with Gandhi, about the Human Rights situation in Morocco, and was genuinely interested in us more than just as fans. It started to sprinkle again and was getting dark by now, we gave each other hugs and left, me with joy, disbelief, and part of my heart torn then and there. That was an experience of a lifetime, that only confirms my belief in Joan Baez as an incredible human being. Some months later, Joan Baez went to sing in Morocco for the first time, and I am convinced it was because of that encounter. My friends in Morocco don't believe that I had anything to do with it, of course not I assure them! Love to you Joan, and may you stay forever young.
My fav rock group Judas Priest sang this song. Never knew she was the original singer. Beautiful
Judas Priest is my favorite metal band as well.
This song is abt her relationship w/Bob Dylan..so it's very personal..as well as sad..
Halford did a very credible job if you ask me.
@@dianaallison6110 No, she wrote this after her divorce from David Harris... ?
@@jillgat - that may be so, but the song is about her relationship with Dylan. She's confirmed this herself, though she has also admitted that initially she told Dylan it was about Harris. Harris of course didn't "burst on the scene, already a legend". The lyrics give it all away. the opening "Ten years ago . . " takes her back from the time it was written (early-mid 70s) to the period when she was with Dylan.
used to play this between sets, loved it and then forgot it. What a gem to re find!
This lady is amazing, the sheer quality of her guitar work, that vibrant melodic voice, her stage persona, I keep listening to this one, it's beautiful!
Me too. Learning it on guitar. My mum used to play this all the time in 86. Amazing what music does.
This song has been my company for over 40 years now!!!
Such a magnificent acoustic piece! I never tire of listening to it!
Just look at them! Without cameras and cellphones, just living real..... Love it.
Graduated college in May,1977.Had bought previous LP's of Joan Baez. Loved her voice& esp. LYRICS!!!!!!! Stillto this very day. Musicians are called with a prophetic calling, to lead & encourage us to face reality. Gave my heart to Yeshua May 29,1975. Am 65. No turning back!
Posso ouvir mil vezes, as lágrimas virão em cada uma delas. Que voz!
Simply Amazing
Wow. I had always assumed that they had wheeled in a studio musician to nail that guitar work, but it was her all along. Superb.
Completely agree with you. You have fantastic taste in music. And Joan Byez plays the very best music.
My gosh I’m so glad I’m old enough now to have been young enough back then….The beauty and talent of this lady overwhelmed me then and all these years later here I stand overwhelmed again.
I ´ll be damned. This song made me cry some years ago. I called up my lost girlfriend and she talked to me for a while.
Joan, your voice is the final proof that Heaven really exists!
AS PURE AND AS FULL AS AN. ORCHESTRA AND ONLY ONE GUITAR AND ONE VOICE, BUT WHAT A VOICE AND WHAT A GREAT PAYER.
Excellent guitarist
Incredible voice,a real Angel....and a magic guitar: thanks Joan for this masterpiece
One more time because it is a beautiful song attributed to Bob Dylan
Cada vez que la escucho, me emociono profundamente a pesar de que mi lengua nativa no es el ingles. Hay magia en su voz y es capaz de transmitir emociones mas alla de las palabras. Gracias por compartir esta joya.
Beautiful woman.
A song that many can relate to ; the ex , the non nostalgic ex … the arrogant , smart ass , good with words ex . 😆
She phrased it all so perfectly , the pain is palpable and this song lives on forever .
She’s a beautiful woman , who wouldn’t love her . But youth is like that , full of people with self interest & ambitious drive ~ and love seems to have a strange predestined arrow doesn’t it ? I guess they did come from fairly different backgrounds ..
I can relate to you Joan … I hope you got over Bob and found happiness . I’m sure you did … eventually . At least you got a hit out of that painful experience .
Why would 76 people give this a negative vote, it's absolutely stunning..
Because they are idiots, or just want to be perverse (or both)
Bad breeding.
This song is phenomenal, like the songwriter. Joan is gold
Oh my she is so gifted and gorgeous
I know many of you know , but this is Joan at one of her finest, writing beautiful music and lyrics with pain and rememberance of her and BOB DYLANS love affair.
To pour her heart out on something so obviously painful... and yet beautiful... a sacrifice for the those listening. Its almost as if she's falling on a sword so the rest of us can live.
It was about her relationship with Bob Dylan
Naw. It was about David Harris. Sorry, could not resist.
No no. It was about bob dylan
I’ve had the same sword.
Fell in love with a Jewish man.... we are not yolked by God.
Hauntingly beautiful. I, like many others, heard the Judas Priest version first. They did an admirable job for sure but it was the lyrics that really called to me, like a melancholy aching and longing for that which was and yet shall never be again. I hear it even now, as I found this gem only minutes ago. Beautiful voice, beautiful soul, beautiful lady.
Me too , the Priest version first
Both the Unleashed and acoustic version with Ripper are classic.
The difference in lyrics and lyrical structure between the Priest version and Joan’s are greater than what I expected.
Such a beautiful song... Joan is an incredible artist. Greetings from Uruguay.
Joan Baez, lovely lady. We literally bumped into each each other running to get out of a downpour. Taxi, door flies open, bank. Joan and guitar on the floor. We picked each other up apologizing to each other whilst we both got soaked. Such a charming lady and I fell for her there and then.
The whole experience -- lyrics, melody, musicianship, voice and stage presence -- is A+!
Lovely voice and the looks to go with it.....Joan still looks lovely totally unique..
One of the greats; nothing like her now, that's for sure.
It's has only been half an hour since I first heard this song, I don't know how many times I played it but I got goosebumps every single time, damn this modern music, I wanna go to 70s...
No need to go back to the "70"s, these lyrics are timeless.
Well I think your poetry is just fine! Beautiful song.
Absolutely wonderful! What a voice, what a woman!
Unbelievably beautiful; goose bumps and tears. Saw her live in 1995 or thereabouts with an old lover, now long since left my life. I guess that is why this song resonates.
That is one heck of a lady and one heck of a voice, both are beautiful.
Great lyrics, great voice, great song, great guitar, great performance.....a legend, when will we see her like again
Thanks to everyone who provides the lyrics to songs that need them. It sure enhances the experience. First time I fully understood that Joan really deeply cared for Bob. I always thought that was just PR. Her song Kinda breaks my heart.
Her beautiful playing is magnificent. This is a beautiful sad song ... her voice is extraordinary ❤
One of the great masterpiece songs in rock n roll history. Her performance, while not the equal of the younger Joan's aesthetic intensity, still reveals a musically gifted beautiful woman!
Que tempo de Glória!..Bela canção 💜💜💜🌹
Joan baez é ou era Espetacular as suas canções tinham sempre um sginificado
Every line of this sublime song a dagger through Dylans's heart. Hell hath no fury ....
So beautiful
É muito ouvir essa mulher cantar passa uma pás eu gosto muito 👍👍👍👏👏👏👏