No, no, no, it just can't be

[frightened]

Forty years ago today, the world's greatest singer got stood up by her boyfriend and her girlfriend, shot up alone in her hotel room, and died of a heroin overdose at the age of 27.

RIP, Janis Joplin. I don't believe in heaven, but I like to think that somewhere, on some plane of existence, there's a band with Jimi Hendrix on guitar and you on vocals, and it's beautiful, and you never die.

Turtle Blues

Little Girl Blue

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[skibbley]

Will listen to Joan Baez's In the Quiet Morning in her honour.

[meatina]

"If you don't believe there's a price, for this Sweet Paradise, just remind me to show you the scars."

What makes it so much worse is that there was no respect for her, even in death. The next day the dealers were peddling the batch as "so strong it killed Janis".

RIP Janis.