[2][3] For the performance, Mitchell was joined by a group of musicians (credited as "the Joni Jam") including Brandi Carlile, Wynonna Judd, and Marcus Mumford.

Her role onstage is a fluid one: muse-goddess, North Star, shredder, comic foil and sometimes singer.

The playing by her fellow artists is stellar and the backing vocals, in particular, ooze class", while Classic Rock described it as an "album packed with absolute love and admiration that is moving and inspiring in the extreme".

[7] Grayson Haver Currin of Pitchfork likened the album to "a selfie snapped from some overwhelming vista, where the faces of the subjects accidentally crowd out the actual sight they're there to behold", and wrote that "Carlile's approach to the songs borders on suffocation" as she is "constantly reminding the audience that she's here, that she's partially responsible for this".

Currin nevertheless felt that it "does get one thing exactly right, a sometimes-neglected aspect of Mitchell's career: her humor or, more exactly, her laughter", as her wit has been "frequently overlooked".