Please forward this error screen night Bird Flying – Jimi Hendrix – Experience Hendrix – The Best Of Jimi Hendrix 83. Disclaimer: this page is not written by from the point of view of a Jimi Hendrix fanatic and is not generally intended for narrow-perspective Jimi Hendrix fanatics.
If you are deeply offended by criticism, non-worshipping approach to your favourite artist, or opinions that do not match your own, do not read any further. If you are not, please consult the guidelines for sending your comments before doing so. For reading convenience, please open the reader comments section in a parallel browser window. I s’pose you already know everything about the guy, so why should I write anything at all in this stupid introductory passage devised specially with the one and only purpose – to present my long-winded and totally incomprehensible personal considerations to people who certainly have got a lot of their own personal considerations and don’t need mine any more than anybody else’s. Okay, now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I’ll still go ahead and repeat the same mistake. Needless to say, he was the best guitar player of his epoch and probably could be dubbed ‘best guitar player on Earth’. I wouldn’t say that, though, because, like I said, he didn’t really play it – at least, he played it in a way that no single person on Earth ever did before or after.
This means that, when it comes to discussing best guitarists, I usually put Mr Hendrix aside, just because it’s useless and impossible to compare him with anybody else at all. So when it comes to choosing my favourite guitar player, I usually say ‘Eric Clapton’, but believe me, this isn’t really to do Jimi an injustice. When asked what was my favourite Italian city I’ve seen, I say ‘possibly Florence, but I’m putting Venice aside, as this city is in a class of its own and impossible to be compared with the others simply because it has a completely different basis’. Same thing with Jimi – I can only discuss him separately. That said, I’ll also have to state that, talented as he was as a player, he was a next-to-none songwriter – and that’s a real tragedy. Then again, this would probably overshadow his talent.