Mercedes-Benz...Janis Joplin, 1970.
A Serenade of Seventies songs, from the soundtrack of my life, is my theme for the A-Z challenge this year.
If I had to pick the top three songs from the "road trips with my father" play list, this one right here shines. (I cannot tell you the others as they may still show up.) My father's cars typically did not have radios, so we just sang what we wanted, how we wanted. He taught me Mercedes-Benz very early on. I don't know what all of my five-year-old friends were singing back then, but I doubt it was being belted out with as much feeling as when we sang Janis.
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes-Benz
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime no help from my friends
So oh Lord, wont you buy me a Mercedes-Benz?
One take to record that song, and she was gone three days later.
Once again, I cannot limit this to one song for this letter. My mom is a fan of Janis Joplin as well, and often played her Pearl album. There were songs that found their way into tiny nooks of my brain. I did not even realize they were there, until hearing the songs years later, and being temporarily puzzled by their familiarity. This is one of those...
Me & Bobby McGee...Janis Joplin, 1970.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose...
Hey, hey, hey Bobby McGee!