In 1967, a music critic called Jimi Hendrix’s music “robust” and “hellish” in the same review, which is like describing God as “outstanding” and “divine.” “Robust” just doesn’t cut it — that adjective might apply to a Sousa march, but not to such sulphurous anthems as “Manic Depression” and “Foxy Lady.”
Hendrix’s music was a hellfire that swept across global culture, alarming the Three Ps (parents, preachers and politicians) and ravishing a youth ready, as youth always is, for something fresh. Read more...
