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Rating: August 1969. Last day of Woodstock. The apotheosis of the "3 Days of Peace and Music," the greatest rock concert of all time. Crosby Stills and Nash, Grateful Dead, Iron Butterfly, Joe Cocker, The Who, Janis Joplin, Jefferson Airplane, Santana... These are just some of the 24 groups that participated in the event, but none of their performances will remain in the history of music as much as the performance of Jimi Hendrix and his gladiators. It's no coincidence, in fact, that if you mention "Woodstock" to any guy, he will think in the order of the words: "Joint, Sex, Acid, Peace, and Jimi Hendrix." When I bought this double CD, I was really sure I was making a great purchase, adding the cherry on top to my Live collection. I wasn't wrong. "Ladies and gentlemen: The Jimi Hendrix Experience." The band takes the stage. It's their time. After a brief intro by Jimi, here comes his Stratocaster making everyone else eat dust, starting with a fantastic "Message To Love." The usual huge riff with Jimi's usual deep voice precedes the heavenly/hellish (choose what you like) solo on his flipped-over Fender. "Hear My Train A Comin'" also flows smoothly, dragging me towards alternating between two parallel cosmos: from the rough and extreme dimension of "Spanish Castle Magic" to the softer and smoother one of "Red House" and "Lover Man," then returning to the hard and solid world of the wonderful, incredible, and a myriad of other adjectives "Foxey Lady." What limitless orgasm! What magnificent ecstasy fills my head every time I can hear even a single note. My ninth symphony. My Ludwig Van. Then comes “Jam Back At The House,” and it's already time to press eject and put on the second disc. Damn! Just when I was reaching Nirvana. But here the journey resumes, and here comes "Izabella," the warm-up, the stretching, the preparation for the World Cup final. And finally, we’re here. "Fire" kicks off 25 minutes of turning inside out like a sock. My skeleton pops out. "Voodoo Child," the hardest thing in nature. 13.40 minutes of one guitar lick after another. My colors: red, Pompeian red, lobster orange, funeral purple, inky blue. At inky blue, I always enter cardiovascular coma. "Star Spangled Banner." The ultimate work of a guitarist's expressive capability. "Go ahead, make war, do it. But remember that you'll never stop us, you bastards! Here! Take these six-string bombs! Peace, damn it!". The message of an entire nation, tired of death and violence, performed without even a word. Damn, what a performance with all and counter all balls. But, plot twist in the extra time of the second half: here comes the unmistakable intro of "Purple Haze." Delirium. Acid rains of applause from people on acid. We're here. An improvisation and "Villanova Junction" anticipate the penalties. Here comes "Hey Joe," finally declaring the much-anticipated verdict. Jimi Hendrix: 16 (the tracks) – Rest of the world: 0 Jimi Hendrix: vocals, lead guitar Billy Cox: bass, backing vocals Mitch Mitchell: drums Juma Sultan: percussion Larry Lee: rhythm guitar Jerry Velez: percussion
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Hear My Train a Comin' (09:47)
Well, I wait around the train station
Waitin' for that train
Waitin' for the train, yeah
Take me home, yeah
From this lonesome place
Well, now a while lotta people put me down a lotta changes
My girl had called me a disgrace
Dig
The tears burnin'
Tears burnin' me
Tears burnin' me
Way down in my heart
Well, you know it's too bad, little girl,
it's too bad
Too bad we have to part (have to part)
Dig
Gonna leave this town, yeah
Gonna leave this town
Gonna make a whole lotta money
Gonna be big, yeah
Gonna be big, yeah
I'm gonna buy this town
I'm gonna buy this town
An' put it all in my shoe
Might even give a piece to you
That's what I'm gonna do,
what I'm gonna do,
what I'm gonna do
05 Red House (05:23)
There's a Red House over yonder
That's where my baby stays
There's a Red House over yonder, baby
That's where my baby stays
Well, I ain't been home to see my baby
In ninety nine and one half days
'Bout time I see her
Wait a minute something's wrong here
The key won't unlock the door
Wait a minute something's wrong baby
Lord, have mercy, this key won't unlock this door
Something's goin' on here
I have a bad bad feeling
that my baby don't live here no more
That's all right, I still got my guitar
Look out now...
I might as well go on back down
Go back 'cross yonder over the hill
I might as well go back over yonder
way back over yonder 'cross the hill
That's where I came from
'Cause if my baby don't love me no more
I know her sister will
06 Lover Man (05:11)
Here he comes, I say
Here comes your lover now
Here he comes
Here comes your lover man
Aah I gotta get my head from this pillow
I gotta get outta your
No heart fellin's
Reach down baby and get my runnin' shoes
Oh yeah
Reach down baby and get my runnin' shoes
I gotta get outta here and I got no time to lose
Hey
Here he comes
Here comes your lover now
Here he comes
Here comes your lover man
I gotta get my suitcase
And get the hell outta just as fast as I can
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Here he comes baby
Doo Doo....
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