California in the 60s Laurel Canyon and Feminism Prof. Kate van Orden Ladies of the Canyon Trina wears her wampum beads She fills her drawing book with line Sewing lace on widows' weeds And filigree on leaf and vine Vine and leaf are filigree And her coat's a secondhand one Trimmed with anGque luxury She is a lady of the canyon Annie sits you down to eat She always makes you welcome in Cats and babies 'round her feet And all are fat and none are thin None are thin and all are fat She may bake some brownies today Saying you are welcome back She is another canyon lady Estrella circus girl Comes wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls Songs like Gny hammers hurled At beveled mirrors in empty halls Empty halls and beveled mirrors Sailing seas and climbing banyans Come out for a visit here To be a lady of the canyon Trina takes her paints and her threads And she weaves a paLern all her own Annie bakes her cakes and her breads And she gathers flowers for her home For her home she gathers flowers And Estrella dear companion Colors up the sunshine hours Pouring music down the canyon Coloring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon (from leO to right) Trina Robbins Annie Burden Estrella Berosini Trina Robbins In the window of her East Village BouGque, Broccoli 1967 (from “Eskimo Blue Day”) Change the strings and notes slide Change the bridge and string shiO down ShiO the notes and bridge sings Alternate Tunings for guitar -­‐Allow for chords otherwise impossible to play -­‐New pairings (slides), new voicings -­‐New open strings (important in folk style) -­‐New tunings inspire new musical thoughts STANDARD: E-­‐A-­‐D-­‐G-­‐B-­‐E OPEN D D-­‐A-­‐D-­‐F#-­‐A-­‐D (Dylan, “Simple twist of fate”) DOUBLE DROPPED D D-­‐A-­‐D-­‐G-­‐B-­‐D (Neil Young, “Cinnamon Girl”) Mitchell “Ladies”: C-­‐G-­‐D-­‐F-­‐C-­‐E (aka “Joni” Tuning, Capo 2) Ladies of the Canyon Phrases Intro: | Am (4) A | A9 | D (4) | 1,2 |: D | Am13/C | Gmaj7/B | D (4) :| 3  | Am13/C | Em7/B | Am13/C (+AM) | B13sus| 4, 5 |: D | Am13/C | Gmaj7/B | D (4) :| Big Yellow Taxi They paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a bouGque And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 6ll it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees Put 'em in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go … Hey farmer farmer Put away that DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees please! Don't it always seem to go … Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took away my old man Don't it always seem to go …