The pleasantly round-faced girl in the Riverboat audience was watching her husband drink Joni Mitchell in. The singer's long golden hair floated around her doll's face while her shimmering voice chanted of flowers and sun-warmed shoulders and seabirds soaring out of reach. "Call, and I follow, I follow!" cried the look on the husband's rapt face. "And just who do you think would mend your socks, buster?" asked the small, pained, ironic smile on the face of his wife.

Karen O'Brien, Joni Mitchell: Shadows and light