OK, back to the original thread. Joan Baez, indirectly but nonetheless fairly, saved a great deal of my sanity and that of my youngest older sister. Sis was going through a really bad phase - heroin, meanness - in which, among other things, she was really quite cruel to me, the only person younger than she in the family. This was during a phase of extreme unhappiness in my life anyway. However, at right around 15 (I was about 11), Sis suddenly decided that she wanted to be Joan Baez. She got herself a guitar, taught herself to play (very, very well, I might add - serious fingerpicking going on), and would sing folk songs with me. That was probably the year or two that the two of us actually got along well, and it healed a lot of the mutual grief between us. To this day, the only songs I can sing harmony to, or sing melody while someone else is singing harmony, are those that Sis and I used to sing together. I loved Joan Baez before that (and her voice was a LOT less piercing before Cds!) but she has a special place for me, since I really think she saved my sister and my relationship with her, not to mention allowing for some small happinesses during those 2 years I was so intensely, intensely miserable. I bless Joan Baez.