Ooh, ooh, ooh, what a little blogging can do…


Back in February I posted a little story about my life in the Haight-Ashbury in 1966 and how I didn’t meet Janis Joplin. But actually most of the story focused on my zany, totally original roommate, Melanie Kinkead.

You know, when I’m writing about someone I haven’t seen in a long time, I often give them a similar but different name. I figure they may not WANT people to know how much dope they smoked in 1966 – or whatever makes them worth writing about to me.

But in Melanie’s case it was different. I think somewhere deep in an obscure heart corner I was still worried about her. You know what I mean? I wanted to know she had had come through those times all right, and I was afraid she didn’t, and it was just a little shadow of a doupt emanating from 1967, the last time I saw her.

Do you ever feel that way about friends you have lost touch with?

Well, I do – so I used Melanie’s real name in the story, just in case someone saw it and took the time to write in.

Monday someone did – and sent the link to Melanie – and folks, here she is right now – my honored Pigsty guest – the one and only Miss Melanie Kinkead, blithe spirit of the Haight when it was the happening place to be. My dear, strange but delightful friend. Here’s a link to the Janis story if you want to check out her comment.

Counting on my trotters, I think it has been thirty-nine years since I’ve said Hi to her. Melanie has a shop on Ebay, and if you would like to experience the company of a delightfully unreconstructed original hippie selling exactly the same things that made unreconstructed original hippie girls gaga, I recommend her site to you.

Here’s the link to: Dolphinarts. Just her charming prose product descriptions are worth the (free) price of admission. Buy her stuff. It’s not that easy to find a genuine 1950s Elmer the Cow Bar-B-Q apron any more.

I am just so thrilled I have to share this. Solveig, you’re next!

PS: I guess that headline is a little obscure. It’s from a Billie Holiday song where she discovers the joy of blogging. True! I’m listening to it right now!
PPS: The pic is by Gene Anthony and he retains all rights, okay?

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3 thoughts on “Ooh, ooh, ooh, what a little blogging can do…

  1. This is impressive that through the power of the Pigsty’s vast Internet coverage you’ve heard some news about your special former roommate of the 1966-67 Haight Street days, Melanie Kinkead. That’s terrific. At least you know she is still amongst the living. I followed the link you gave to eBay, but found only information about the items being sold by Dolphinarts. I was curious about what’s going on in Melanie’s life today other than eBay? You’ve made her a celebrity of sorts to your readers. Have you heard anything more? But possibly she wants to keep her private life private now. That’s okay too.

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  2. Pigsy’s are good places to reconnect. So is that tribute website to Tom, Senor Pig. I know you found it a pathetic little offering, but it is growing and attracting more recollections of our late pal. I connected with his first wife and heard back from her yesterday. We plan on having an epic telephone conversation to fill in the blanks. That’s pretty exciting to me.Carioca

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  3. Actually, PP – You said that you thought Tom would get a belly laugh out of the site because you thought he would find it ludicrous that he was being historicized. Not sure about that. There’s a lot of love being expressed on the site and it’s the rare individual who doesn’t appreciate that, even the most determined bohemian.Carioca

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