Ah, you went for the bait, thank you. I know you like to think of yourself as the ultimate music critic, old roadie type expert so I am glad I made your day. And how was that milk tasting coming out of your nose backwards?
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@...> wrote: > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "PaliGap" <compost1uk@> wrote: > > > > (BTW Ann - I have words for you. It's not "Jimmy Hendrix". > > And the fact that JH no longer walks amongst is perhaps a > > sufficient refutation of the idea that God evolves. As for > > "Vaughan is easily as good, especially when comparing the > > two versions of that song" [Voodoo Chile, Slight Return]... > > well! Are you stark, staring, raving bonkers? (Meaning no > > disrespect to SRV). > > This just made my day, and caused a fit of milk-related > nose-snorting. :-) > > Speaking as a lifelong Guitar Freak, to compare Jimi > Hendrix with Stevie Ray Vaughn is the highest heresy. > I've seen both play, up close and personal, and even > though SRV was better than I'll ever be at the guitar, > he ain't no Jack Kennedy. And he certainly ain't no > Jimi Hendrix. > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMyH4XTlVgs > > The first time I heard Jimi play what was to become > "Voodoo Child" was backstage at the Monterey Pop > Festival. I was backstage because I was a California > hippie who had parlayed his promoting-rock-n-roll- > in-Southern-California into securing an unpaid gig > helping out the promoters of the event by serving > as gophers for their events. I didn't have to work > the first night of the festival, so like many others > I dropped some fine acid, towards the bottom of my > stash that still had the Sandoz label on it, and > used my Go-Anywhere Pass to get me backstage. > > There I stumbled upon a black man sitting crosslegged > on the floor, playing an electric guitar that was > not plugged into anything. All I could hear was the > quiet, subtle tink-tink-tink of him fretting and > plucking the strings. That was enough. I was stoned, > after all, and clearly, so was this dude who I didn't > know from Adam. > > Jimi Hendrix was unknown. Try to imagine that. On a > later night of the festival, Jimi would go onstage, > play the fuck out of his guitar and then burn it, > and become a legend. I had just happened to run into > him shortly pre-legend. > > But stoned as I was and stoned as he was, legend > he was. > > I was transfixed. I walked over and sat down in front > of him and watched him play. He glanced up, saw that > the size of my pupils roughly matched his, and said > nothing. He just continued to play. > > I can hear what he played that night still. Tink-tink- > tink or not, it was worlds beyond Stevie Ray Vaughn, > and SRV would have been the first to admit it. >
