Summertime
Song by Janis Joplin
Summertime, time, time
Child, the living’s easy
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord
Cotton’s high, Lord so high
Your daddy’s rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby
She’s a-looking good now
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
No, no, no, no, don’t you cry, don’t you cry
One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise, rise up singing
You’re gonna spread your wings, child
And take, take to the sky
Lord, the sky
Until that morning
Honey, nothing’s going to harm you now
No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don’t you cry
My introduction to this song came about while reading James Michener’s novel, “The Drifters.” As the characters in the book arrived in Portugal, they encountered a music enthusiast who played Janis Joplin’s “Summertime” for them. According to Michener, this song echoed through bars across Europe and America. Intrigued by the novel, I sought out the song and have been captivated by it ever since. Janis Joplin’s voice may not possess the purity of an opera singer, but it exudes a raw emotion and a unique depth that resonated deeply with me. Her music delved into themes of pain and the individuals who caused it, and her delivery drew me in completely. I admire the way she poured her heart and soul into her music. Alongside her, I would place Amy Winehouse, who similarly channeled and transcended that pain.
Initially, when my friends hear Janis Joplin, they may not immediately appreciate her. However, I hope that as they mature and broaden their musical tastes, they will come to recognize and value her artistry.