Trippin’ In Paradise

On this day in 1970, Jimi Hendrix died, at the age of 27. Trailblazer, inventor, interpreter, communicator, human beacon. An example of how to live. An example of how not to die. One of my favourite anecdotes about Jimi is that he would place 2 or 3 LSD blotters on his forehead under his headband and play his gigs in a state of ‘escalating tripping’ as his sweat transported the good acid into his dermis and beyond.  I don’t know if that’s actually true, but it’s a damn fine tale. And so castles made of sand, melt into the sea, … Continue reading Trippin’ In Paradise