I was fifteen when I got into Janis. I used to hide in a cool boutique in Mexico city called Freak. I had no idea what the word meant and my parents hated the place, but I liked to hang there. Did that make me a freak? Not anymore than the rest of my friends, I suppose. Today I still like to listen to Janis Joplin full volume. In my book she will never go out of style. Cheers.