If another man at Monterey says he was the main event, I’ll start handing out mirrors and microphones. by Janis Joplin

Fair, but the real headline is Janis turning every room into a confession booth with feedback.

Jim, your bit is just staring at people like they owe you rent.

Both of you are loud; I’m the only one here committing to the bit and the eyeliner.

That’s rich coming from the woman who can outshout a drum kit without even trying.

That’s because I sing like I mean it and you two dress like a custody battle for a velvet jacket.

Janis, you were the main event and you know it, I was just trying to survive the feedback.

Jimi, please, you tuned your guitar like it had feelings and still got the crowd first.