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Jimi in 1967, shot by Gered Markowitz |
Born in Seattle in 1942, he was named John Allen Hendrix,
but after his father’s return from fighting in World War II, he renamed him
James Marshall. It wasn’t until he arrived in London in 1966 that Animals
bassist Chas Candler suggested he swap to Jimi.
As a school boy, before getting his hands on an actual
guitar, Hendrix practiced on a broom and also tried his hand at a one-stringed
ukelele!
His first band was called the Velvetones, but after three
months of them playing only on acoustic guitar, Hendrix realised electric was
the way forward.
Hendrix was caught twice riding in stolen cars at the age of
19, and was given the choice of going to prison or joining the army. He spent
two years as a paratrooper, but went straight back into his music when he was
discharged in 1963.
As mentioned in previous blog posts, he started his musical
career as a session musician, playing back up for the likes of Ike and Tina
Turner, Sam Cooke and Little Richard.
Hendrix became famous for all the tricks he could perform
with his guitar: playing with his teeth, behind his head, and, as all
left-handed guitarists like myself will appreciate, playing a right-handed
guitar upside-down.
New York City became Hendrix’s home in 1966 and soon was
given a residence at Café Wha?, a famous bar in Greenwich which is still one of
the city’s best music venues. He was brought to London in September 1966 by
Chas Chandler and soon formed the band he’s most famous for, The Jimi Hendrix
Experience.
After this, Hendrix went from strength to strength; The
Experience had a string of hits, sell-out tours, as well as a number of
controversial performances, including Monterey Pop Festival where he not only
destroyed his guitar, but set fire to it. By the time he was headlining
Woodstock in 1969, The Experience had ended and Hendrix was the world’s
highest-paid rock musician.
The Wind Cries Mary was written by Hendrix in 1967 and
inspired by his then girlfriend, Kathy Mary Etchingham. As she told Q magazine
in 2013, "We'd
had a row over food. Jimi didn't like lumpy mashed potato. There were thrown
plates and I ran off. When I came back the next day, he'd written that song
about me. It's incredibly flattering."
Despite being about Hendrix having a tantrum at the dinner table, I thought the song was a very poignant choice for today’s anniversary. The man achieved so very much in his 27 years, and I doubt there's a rock musician out there today who hasn't been influenced by him. “Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past”? In Hendrix’s case, how could we possibly forget?
Despite being about Hendrix having a tantrum at the dinner table, I thought the song was a very poignant choice for today’s anniversary. The man achieved so very much in his 27 years, and I doubt there's a rock musician out there today who hasn't been influenced by him. “Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past”? In Hendrix’s case, how could we possibly forget?
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