The story of Jimi Hendrix’s final gig: “I don’t any longer dig the pop and politics crap”
Rain, wind, biker gangs and boos made for a bittersweet swan song.
Rain, wind, biker gangs and boos made for a bittersweet swan song.
Let me stand next to your fire.
Maintained he was different.
The peak of rock and roll.
Leaving guitarists with their jaws on the floor.
The best the world has to offer.