As a kid growing up at the time of the Vietnam war, I remember my uncle had this "hubo't hubad" picture on the wall (looked artistic though) of an innocent looking girl named Janis Joplin. Don't know if Joplin had that picture taken with a lucid mind or one fried to the brink, but the pic looked serene and innocent. Not knowing any better, I thought she was a porn star.
A few years later after going through my uncle's stash of vinyl from that era, only then did I realize that that "porn star" was one heck of a blues singer. Sayang. I wish she had survived the sixties and her demons, just like characters from that time like Hendrix, Jim the Lizard King, and others. I would have loved to hear more stuff from those souls from a more simpler time.