Oh Lord...It Ain't A Mercedes-Benz...

Acid, Mushrooms and Mary Jane...oh my!...throw in a spoon full of heroin and you have an icon of the hippie 60's...Janis Joplin's Porsche...just what you need to make the medicine go down... 



Janice Joplin was the poster girl for the "Woodstock" generation, a talent that could only come from a backwater, coastal town in Texas known as Port Arthur, a spokesperson for that "happening" engulfing an America swallowed by War and singing a new anthem that proclaimed the times are a changin'.  She had a reasonable middle class upbringing, she experienced the educational system's trial by fire by being bullied over her weight and her kind soul prevailed by rejecting the notion of hating someone simply because they were Black.  Janice had talent, and moving West to California landed her in the epicenter of sex, drugs the  and rock and roll Revolution.  Her singing career bloomed and blossomed, and with that she needed a "ride" fitting of a folk singing princess.  Her choice was not a Mercedes-Benz (which is odd because she's begging for that in one of her most famous songs) but a Porsche speedster, the 1964 356C Cabriolet.


It was painted Dolphin Grey...not very fitting for her new persona.  To remedy the conundrum, Janice paid her roadie, Dan Richards, five hundred bucks to create something special, something fitting, something unusual, a paint job that could be iconic.  The vehicle became the canvas and he created The History of the Universe, a work befitting a drug-soaked rock queen in her California kingdom.  When Janice drove around town, everyone knew it was her...the car was that famous and that well known.  It was even stolen at one point, and the thief tried to paint over the the artwork once he realized what he had taken.  It didn't work.  The Porsche was recovered and restored due to Richard's use of a thick clear coat over the original masterpiece.



The fairy tale ended in 1970...Janice overdosed on heroin, effectively killing herself and the dream.  But the Porsche and the paint job lived on...for awhile.  Joplin's manager used it a a loaner car for a bit, then returned it to Janice's brother and sister...who decided to "restore" the car to it's original drab Dolphin Grey color scheme.  That's right, the original "acid dream" was destroyed...painted over, ruined, lost to history...



The car itself still exists.  Eventually, Janis' two siblings decided to commission a re-paint, albeit not by the original artist.  The History of the Universe was re-done using a multitude of period photos, and "voila", a star was re-born...presumably to fetch well over a million bucks when it was sold to a private party at auction.



So that leads us to that town by the seashore, the birthplace of the Queen herself, and the location of my adventure...Port Arthur...Texas.  Tucked away in the Museum of the Gulf Coast is a very fine replica of Janis' ride.  Some have said that the Porsche used to create this replica is a kit-car replica of the 356C Cabriolet, but it looks pretty good to me (of course I'm no Porsche expert, so how would I know).  What I do know is that the artwork is a pretty awesome copy, almost like the real thing...which doesn't exist anymore.  Janis' real Porsche has an artistic copy as well, and it sold for 1.8 million in 2015.