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Wednesday, 23 January 2013
Jimi Hendrix at The Marquee Club, 1967
Jimi's "Hey Joe" was released in England December 1966. It hardly ever left the turntable in Barons Court or Goodge Place pads.
I saw Jimi at the Marquee Club in January 1967.
Unforgettable. A defining moment in performance art, guitar playing and rock music.
I'm not sure which of his Marquee Club performances this is: a later, less intense and dramatic version?
Chas Chandler: The man who discovered Jimi Hendrix, BBC
For good measure, here's Red House, played live in Stockholm, 1969. I wasn't there.
"The Things I Used To Do"
Talking of Goodge Street and Goodge Place, Donovan's "Sunny Goodge Street" evokes the area and era well.
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ReplyDeletei have to tell this story because jim potts' winnerful blog is the only place i can be bothered to hammer it all. i looked up the link but i cant be bothered to check the date. i was doing book PR so i took authors to tv centre and was known to the commissionaire. lulu's brother drank at The Globe pub at the marylebone/baker st junction and lulu was married to one them them beegees, and for the record she was HOT. billy got tickets which he gave to the lads so orft i went. when we got there, i was too square looking for a front seat pouffe so the rest of em went frontwards and i sat by the door. i remember jimmy playing hey joe n not shutting up n there was the stage bloke waving his hands but jimi would not shut it, good 4 him. then i felt like a pee so thank de lawd i wasnt up front. i knew the geog so out i went and had my slash and when i came out there was jimi staggering down the corridor, like "hey man ... i n'need a leak". i said so do i tho id just had one so i took him down the labyrinth n then had to keep him company, dry leak. after he'd done (much swaying) he signaled with fingers at lips he needed an exotic cheroot so i said id show him out - amaazing that in those days he could even leave the studio alone. as we went to exit the building, the commissionaire said 'scuse me misser holmes, but if your gemmun friend will be wanting to come back in, best you be with him, know what i mean, no offence.' none taken. so out we sat on a bench and jimi passed me his whacker of a joint which i pretended to 'in to', then i suggested we go back in and he let me 'support' him and we went back up to the whateverth floor where everyone was totally freaking n snatched him up and took him in n that was the last i saw. but yeh, i had that jimi hendrix inna back of me cab, know what i mean? what i kick mself for was that harry nilsson was also there as an RCA artist but i didnt know him til later.