2004

Jimi Hendrix expanded my sense of rock and blues into a cosmic world of sonic possibilities.
Lightning in his fingertips, one could hear his soul speed along the frets, his twisting body, textured voice, facial expressions, and fingers like pistons all combined to uplift his audience into some spaces less familiar, but nonetheless spectacular. Quite abstract at times, art alive, this is Jimi Up There, a moment of calm before the surge.