This morning I woke up with “Mercedes-Benz” in my head and sort of took it as a sign.
Here is a list of the things that Janis Joplin reminds me of, in no order:
-Being in San Francisco
-The best thing in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
-Beth Ditto (or rather, the other way around)
-Leonard Cohen’s “The Chelsea Hotel”
-My dad telling me, over and over again, how Big Brother and The Holding Company (see below) was a much better band than the Kozmic Blues Band
I think this song is about some kind of beautiful but cruel love-killing bird with a silly name, although I’m sure they were all on so many hallucinogens that it’s kind of hard to tell. Regardless, it is righteous in that one-minute-fifty-nine-second-thrash-around-your-bedroom way.
Every time that she passes,
My true love says goodbye.