I think this is from Smash Hits, the US release (1969). Jimi Hendrix (guitar), Mitch Mitchell (drums), Noel Redding (bass).
Incidentally, while I was away I got a Blogiversary notice. Two years, good visitors!
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Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging!
I tip my blogger cap as usual to Nightskyradio, my blog mentor.
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Happy daze and happy days, Diddy.
Thanks, Mr. Mark! Sorry I’ve had to go a bit AWOL in the cyberworld recently.
As happens in life, Diddy. Never apologize for that.
Happy 2 years, sir!
Thanks for the show tout.
Thanks in return. I’m entering what is known as the Terrible Twos.
Congrats Diddy!! 2 years is no small feat! The first song I ever learned in full on the guitar was Purple Haze, and I remember spending many hours slaving over a tablature book trying to learn Little Wing (although I only made it about halfway through the song… what an incredibly difficult one to play!)
Thanks, Dave! That’s impressive! I love Little Wing, and most Hendrix Songs. I have a weak spot for the long jams. Did you ever hear Bill Cosby’s version of Purple Haze? It’s like a pre Al Yankovic Al Yankovic!
You’ve probably seen this tribute:
Thanks, Zippy. I had not! He channels Hendrix extremely well, better than Stevie Ray, I think. Not at all a bad singer, either.
Thanks for coming by! Quite honored.
Hendrix tends to introduce theological quandaries. Like, am I sinning by grooving on Voodoo Chile? Even if its veneration and not adoration? And how bad a sin is it?
I think an argument can be made that there will be rock-n-roll in the New Heaven and New Earth:
http://whatswrongwiththeworld.net/2008/04/in_heaven_there_is_no_beer.html
It says something about me that I went through the whole thread pretty intently, and not completely ironically.
Happy belated blogiversary!
My better half and I were in Seattle last weekend and visited a few of Jimmy’s old haunts. And a couple of statues in his honor.
Thanks!
Cool! I’m from Seattle myself, at least way back.
Wait, I thought you were supposed to be the better half . . .