Believe the Bird
When I first saw this painting (on top) in an art gallery in Morro Bay California, somehow I thought of Jimi Hendrix. At the time, my ‘bird-brained’ notion was that if Hendrix reincarnated, he would return to earth as a Read More …
Category: Jimi Hendrix
The Past is Burning Up
A red-headed Jewish-American vixen , dear friend to one of the most famous legacy rockers (of color no less) and Woodstock (generational) heroes of all times, Nancy led a unique life. Yet it was very much like everyone else’s Read More …
The Power of Art
Nancy was an artist above all else. Her father, the New Jersey eye surgeon, who was also my father, was mostly about science rather than art. But life for Nancy was more energetic than cellular. Art dissembled her logical fallacies Read More …
Which Way the Wind Blows
Which way the wind blows is sometimes hard to tell. This might have been an apt epitaph to describe Jimi’s death in 1970, and perhaps elements of his life of 27 years. The cause of his death is uncertain. Eric Read More …
George Harrison, Ringo Star and Albert Goldman at Jimi’s hotel
Not known for his inflated ego, Jimi Hendrix, paratrooper turned guitarist extraordinaire, preferred keeping it real, and always enjoyed coming down to earth. Thank God they put me in a decent hotel this time,” Jimi said. He was emptying ashtrays Read More …
Monterey Pop
Imagination is a life force not unlike procreation. It’s hard not to recognize (see The Background Story) how adept Nancy was at contrasting incompatibles and producing novelties in her writing, in her artwork, and in her life. It was a Read More …
Green eyes
Jimi’s sexual encounters with anonymous groupies may have made Nancy see (and hear) red (see Groupies), but green was the color of sexual intimacy for her. Jimi Hendrix, however, was never a solid color for Nancy. Nor was he an Read More …
When words fail, love is the only language left
When Lotte, Chas Chandler’s girlfriend, insinuated in Chandler’s London apartment through the Ouji Board that ‘Nancy loved Jimi….but shouldn’t,’ the Ouji served as the finger to the lips that said — shhhh! This love should not be known or talked openly Read More …
We were peers
Bryan “Chas” Chandler, after hearing “Jimmy James” (Hendrix!!) play in a small club in Greenwich Village, New York, thought to himself, ^I can do something with this kid^. He was convinced he had to get the ‘kid’ to come to London, Read More …
Groupie Soundscape. A studio wired.
An abusive mother and an absent father ripped Nancy’s childhood out from under her. But what about adolescence? One might think that a close friendship with a wildly creative rock star super-hero and co-conspirator while she was still in her Read More …