No that's not right. I was driving a Porsche at the time - a car and house swap with a guy in California, 1979 or '80. Well, he got the better house, in London.
The details are blurred. We were staying with some friends of friends for a couple of nights, somewhere north of LA. It was the first time I had ever slept on a waterbed - the old type that made you feel seasick.
The friends of friends lived in a cul de sac. Casually they pointed out the house at the end. "That's where Janis Joplin used to live." 10 years earlier, while she was, allegedly drinking herself to death with tequilla.
Janis Joplin! Wow!
They claimed not to be interested in someone so negative. Our friends were Scientologists I seem to remember.
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They were lying - we all have an unhealthy interest in watching someone slide into ruin, especially if they have a long way to fall from grace x