The ballad of Joanie Baez

By Diana Wichtel In Music

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Hello, it’s Joan,” reports a musical, no-nonsense voice from the past down the phone from California. Yikes. Joan Baez. Her ardent anthems, her quavering, celestial soprano, were the soundtrack to much truculent after-school mooching for my generation: Farewell, Angelina; The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down; many songs with words like “blowin’” in them … The queen of the Golden Age of folk: I’d expected a fanfare, or at least a PR person. “Well,” she says, “they just leave me here and I do it myself.” Of course she does. Baez made the cover of Time in 1962 at 21, having ...

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