I woke up this morning and recorded this before I even had a cup of coffee.
In the early 90's I worked in a refugee camp in Thailand. A psychiatrist would come to our camp about once a month, in the evening he would get drunk and sing this song. I never knew, who wrote it or anything about it. Dr Wes was a brilliant Dr and a very nice guy, but he always seemed very uncomfortable in his body. He was a very big guy, with terrible acne and bright red hair, he also had a horrible stutter that only disappeared when he sang. Months later he killed himself and I lost this song until I rediscovered it last month.
Joan Baez wrote this song when Janis Joplin died. Janis was bullied alot when growing up for being fat and having bad acne. Her torment even continued into college and a fraternity even nominated her "ugliest man on campus". That poor girl.
Knowing all this now, makes me think of Wes and how he must have really identified with Janis and this tune.
beautiful tribute, stories too sad but true. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, love, & care...smiles with a tear.
mythtree 6 months ago
Wow, great story about this song! Nice playing and cool exit!
keonepax 10 months ago
Thank you for sharing this story Mike! Gives the song a whole new meaning. Loved your performance of it. Hope you enjoyed your first coffee of the day after that!
fourteentwelve 10 months ago
Love this!
littleguitarthing 10 months ago
Amazing song - quite the tale too.
Love it amigo.
GrumpyCoyoteTunes 10 months ago
wow what a backstory. loved the performance!
russbuss415 10 months ago
Nice one, Mike!
mctrmt 10 months ago
Nice one, Mike! I've got my Mainland banjo-uke on my lap right now.
All I know she sang a little while and then flew on . . .
ukeyermind 10 months ago
thanks for sharing this quiet morning Mike... and the poignant story...
I miss Indy and its natives, big hug!
Little6ster 10 months ago
You sang that as though it meant something to you.
CaptainUkehandles 10 months ago