Monday, June 22, 2009

Love you Janis

On Saturday night I went to see a local production of "Love, Janis". It was unbelievable (in a good way).

First off, I confess that I've always been a Joplinaphobe, lumping her in with Hendrix and a few of their contemporaries who's psychedelically strident style always made me feel too high with no way to come down.

(And not in a good way.)

I was born a few years to late to get the whole hippy thing. Not to mention that when buzzed I preferred either the humorous (ala Zappa) or the trippy mellow (ala Pink Floyd). I just never understood the screaming, jangling, psychodelic vibe. My nerves couldn't take it.

But I digress.

Given my predilections and prejudices, I never knew that Janis was rich, and soulful, and bluesy. Not sure how I could have not known it, but I didn't. I also didn't know she had a southern dialect. Or that 27 is so desperately young an age at which to die.

Her story in this show, told through real letters to her family, song, and snippets from interviews with the media, portrays a hungry heart. A heart which yearned the way this blog yearns. It presented one talented girl's search to fill that hunger in all the wrong ways. The beauty of her soul shone through and all you wanted to do was save her.

All I wanted to do was save her.

To show her He who loves her. He who is all in all.

I wonder if she is in heaven? If she is, I imagine that she may be one of the specially beloved ones; she was so very, very hungry.

I'm going to buy some of her music. And perhaps add her to my list of souls I request to pray for me.

2 comments:

twofinches said...

I want to say you write so beautifully but that doesn't capture it exactly...profound thought wrapped in accessable words makes for a great vehicle! Hows that?

Also, I wanted to share with you one of those "shivers down the spine" moments I just had.

Late this morning I wanted to find your blog. I scanned my followers icons but didn't see a familiar one to associate with you...plus I had forgotten your blog name. I looked down my own favorites list but must not have added your blog to the list. I thought to myself "If only she would leave a comment I could trail her back to her site" It was just a thought, not a prayer or a request. The very next time I went onto my mail feed, there was your name and comment on my post about Weary Knights. Isn't that amazing? I just sat in front of the computer saing out loud "We REALLY are spiritual beings!"

Eva Korban David said...

Aren't co-incidences awesome? God is so good!

Love your description of my writing style. If I ever write the great American novel I'll definitely want to quote you on the back cover.

;^)

Your writing has a cool depth, like a shaded spring. Even when writing about being worked up, peace rings through it.

Thanks for sharing yourself the way you do.