Even at the height of rock & roll chaos, she sought harmony in the voices of soul.

American blues and soul singer Janis Joplin and soul singer Carla Thomas at the Stax Records Christmas party in Memphis, Tennessee, 20th December...

In 1968, Janis Joplin stood at the peak of fame. Her raspy, fiery vocals made her the icon of Woodstock and the face of a rebellious generation. Yet behind the spotlight, Janis longed for connection—not just through rock, but through the universal language of soul.

This photograph, taken in December 1968, shows Janis alongside Carla Thomas—the “Queen of Memphis Soul”—and a close friend. It captures a rare intersection between two seemingly different worlds: the raw, untamed power of blues-rock and the smooth, heartfelt resonance of soul.

Band Booker T and the MG's pose with American blues and soul singer Janis Joplin, soul singer Carla Thomas and others at the Stax Records Christmas...

At the time, Carla Thomas was known for hits like “Gee Whiz (Look at His Eyes)” and “B-A-B-Y”, while Janis was igniting audiences with “Piece of My Heart.” Standing together, they embodied a truth greater than any genre—that music, whether rock or soul, ultimately speaks to the human heart.

Janis, with her carefree smile, drink in hand, and signature silver bangles, exuded freedom. Carla, elegant in her embroidered dress, radiated the grace of soul royalty. Two contrasts, yet perfectly complementary—just like rock and soul, together shaping the vibrant soundscape of the 1960s.

Band Booker T and the MG's pose with American blues and soul singer Janis Joplin, soul singer Carla Thomas and others at the Stax Records Christmas...

Looking back, this moment reminds us that Janis was more than just a rock singer. She was a seeker—breaking down musical borders, finding kinship in the voices of others, and weaving together the raw and the tender.

The Number Ones: Janis Joplin's “Me And Bobby McGee”

🎵 Suggested listening: Janis Joplin – Me and Bobby McGee

Ltrics:
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin’ for a trainWhen I’s feelin’ near as faded as my jeansBobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rainedAnd rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanaI’s playin’ soft while Bobby sang the bluesWindshield wipers slappin’ time, I’s holdin’ Bobby’s hand in mineWe sang every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothin’ left to loseNothin’, don’t mean nothin’ hon’ if it ain’t free, no-noAnd feelin’ good was easy, Lord, when he sang the bluesYou know feelin’ good was good enough for meGood enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sunThere Bobby shared the secrets of my soulThrough all kinds of weather, through everything we doneYeah, Bobby baby, kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip awayHe’s lookin’ for that home, and I hope he finds itBut, I’d trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterdayTo be holdin’ Bobby’s body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothin’ left to loseNothin’, and that’s all that Bobby left me, yeahBut feelin’ good was easy, Lord, when he sang the bluesThat feelin’ good was good enough for me, mmm-hmmGood enough for me and my Bobby McGee
La-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da-daLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, Bobby McGee, yeahLa-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-daLa, la-la-la-da-da- Bobby McGee, oh yeah
La-da-da, la-da-da, la, da-da, la, da-daLa-da-da, la-da-da, la-di-daHey now, Bobby now, now Bobby McGee, yeahLord, oh Lord, oh Lord, lo-da-da, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-naHey now, Bobby now, now Bobby McGee, yeah
Well, I wanna call him my lover, call him my manI said, I call him my lover, did the best I can, come onHey now, Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeahLord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, ohHey-hey-hey, Bobby McGee, Lord