When I was a young lad I grabbed a beer at Max's Kansas City on Union Square during a late night ramble around the Village with some pals, and who comes in the door but Joplin and some band members (The Holding Company) after a show.
She pulls up a chair next to me at the bar and says "You're cute" then proceeds to ignore me and orders a few rounds of whiskeys for herself and the band. I do not know whether I was cute but she was not cute at all. They were all obviously drugged on something. I always thought Janis was a stoner suburban phoney. She could screech, though, and let it rip, which is not nothing.
Vanderleun on the general topic: Barnhardt-Van der Leun Musical Awesomeness Cagematch: Round Two!