Mi dios eléctrico

Creo que todos los que amamos la música, de alguna forma probamos devoción por algún músico o banda en particular. Alguién que marca la diferencia, que sobresale de los demás, que nos hace sentir mas emoción que cualquier otro. Nuestro preferido, nuestro indiscutible, nuestro bolso de mano siempre listo para cualquier viaje hacia lo malo o hacia lo bueno. Hablar de idolatrar sería quizás un error, creo que la definición justa sería extrema admiración.
Esta introducción me es necesaria hacerla porque ha llegado el momento de hablar de mi indiscutible, mi preferido: Jimi Hendrix.
Me resulta difícil explicar como, éste fantástico guitarrista zurdo nacido en Seattle, haya podido revolucionar mi mundo para siempre, 16 años atrás.
Quizás hayan sido sus posturas escenicas a la hora de ejecutar su instrumento, su orgásmica digitación, su tocar con los dientes, o la emoción de verlo sacrificar su propia guitarra entre las llamas. Quizás haya sido la locura que le produce a mi cuerpo ese blues eléctrico, esa paz diabolica que me invade ante cada solo de guitarra.Quizás hayan sido su voz grave o sus letras. Quizás haya sido su sonido potente, su Fender stratocaster, su pedal wah wah, sus amplificadores marshall saturando de melodías el ambiente. Quizás haya sido el descubrir su historia, sus deseos, sus sueños y frustraciones, su timidez abajo de el escenario, su humildad a pesar de ser el mejor.
Todo esto y mucho más representa James Marshall Hendrix para mí. Para el mundo de la música, el mejor guitarrista de todos los tiempos, un innovador, influencia de rockers y bluseros de todas partes del mundo e inspiración de gran parte de los músicos que hoy tocan en las bandas que escuchamos.
Un genio, un monstruo de la música. Mi lugar musical preferido a la hora de viajar entre sonidos. Mi explosión de emociones.
Los dejo con 6 videos (aunque pondría 30) de las canciones, interpretadas junto a su banda Experience, que han marcado un cambio en la historia de la música:
Voodoo chile, Hey joe , Little wing , Wild thing (en donde sacrifica su guittarra) , Purple haze y All along de watchtower (cover de Bob Dylan).
Espero disfruten de su música tanto como yo y de este humilde homenaje.
Saludos!

Voodoo chile - Atlanta 1970

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child

I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
I said, I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
And if I don't meet you no more in this world
Then I'll, I'll meet you in the next one
And don't be late, don't be late
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I'm a voodoo child

Hey joe - Monterrey Pop Festival 1967



Hey Joe,where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe,I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?Alright.
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Yeah,!I goin' down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin''round with another man.
Huh!And that ain't too cool.

Uh,hey Joe,I heard you shot your woman down,
you shot her down now.
Uh,hey Joe,I heard you shot your old lady down,
you shot her in the ground.Yeah!

Yes I did,I shot her,
you know I caught her messin' 'round,
messin' 'round town.
Uh yes I did,I shot her
you know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town.
And I gave her the gun,I shot her!

Hey Joe,said now,
uh,where you gonna run to now,where you gonna run to?
Hey Joe,I said,
where you gon' run to now,where you,where you gonna go?
Well dig it!
I'm goin' way down south,way down to Mexico way!Alright!
I'm goin' way down south,
way down where I can be free!
Ain't no one gonna find me babe!
Ain't no hangman gonna,
he ain't gonna put a rope around me!
You better believe it right now!
I gotta go now!
Hey,hey,hey,Joe,
you better run on down!
Goodbye everybody.Ow!
Hey,hey Joe,what'd I say,
run on down

Little wing - Royal Albert Hall 1969



Well she's walking, through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams, and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind

When I'm sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free
It's all right she said, it's all right
Take anything you want from me
Anything

Fly on Little Wing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little Wing

Wild thing - Monterrey Pop Festival 1967



at the monterey pop festival
come on man sing it with me

wild thing, you make
my heart sing
oh
you make a everything, groovy
wild thing

wild thing i think you move me
but i want a know for sure
come on and ssssssock it
to me one more time
(click)you move me

wild thing, you make
my heart sing
oh
you make a everything, groovy
a sing again
wild thing
yeah

wild thing i think you move me
but i want a know for sure
come on and ssssssock
it to me one more time
again
oh shucks i love ya

wild thing, you make
my heart sing
you make a everything, groovy
yeah wild thing
yeah wild thing
yeah yeah wild thing
yeah yeah yeah wild thing
oh sock it to me
wild thing

Purple haze - TV show París 1967



Purple Haze was in my brain,
lately things don't seem the same,
actin' funny but I don't know why
'scuse me while I kiss the sky.

Purple Haze all around,
don't know if I'm coming up or down.
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me.

Purple Haze was in my eyes,
don't know if it's day or night,
you've got me blowing, blowing my mind
is it tomorrow or just the end of time?

All allong the watchtower - Isle of wight 1970



There must be some kind of way outta here
said the joker to the thief
there's too much confusion...
i can't get no relief
Business men, they drink my wine
plowman dig my earth
none were level on the mind
nobody up at his word
hey, hey
No reason to get excited
the thief he kindly spoke
there are many here among us
who feel that life is but a joke
but, uh...but you and i, we've been through that
and this is not our fate
so let us stop talkin' falsely now
the hour's getting late, hey
All along the watchtower
princes kept the view
while all the women came and went
barefoot servants, too
outside in the cold distance
a wildcat did growl
two riders were approaching
and the wind began to howl


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