Sweet Janis Joplin. She should never have strayed so far from the apple tree of her youth. But if she was still with us, surely she’d say: what chance did I have? All her life, Janis wrote songs that were achingly sad. She never wanted much. Just a pair of arms to hold her close. Even if it was for just one night. But she was always left chasing that bright, elusive butterfly of love...

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