We've all been there, some of us more than others, and Janis was there a lot. Sometimes thought overtakes instinct and our silly race reasons itself into a state of misery and mental torture. Drink and find him and behave as the beasts. But her music lives on in this loving tribute album. Song after song about boy problems are just so repugnant that when you realize they mean something to you, you know it's time to sharpen up and get over yourself.
Actions speak louder than words, babe.
Because mongrel-toothed albums, like any other hideously misshapen beast, can be sort of endearing. Her soft tunes, which zip around her spunky, innocent voice, remain so hopeful for a pleasant moment that you can't help but smile. Or wink - yes, you'll most definitely want to wink and skip to the end of a rainbow, looking for a pot of gold. And you'll think of boys. Yep, winking and boys, and reverting to accepting the fact that you're nothing more than a fickle girl, will undoubtedly happen.