
Jimi Hendrix coaxing blues magic out of his 3-Pickup Gibson Custom Les Paul SG 1967. But if truth be told, Hendrix was Fender-esque to his psychedelic core.
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An Archival Gem: Jimi Hendrix’s Red House, Live in Stockholm, January 9, 1969
This is not a performance, but a clinic in classic blues done in psychedelic slow-mo. Boys should not try this at home.
From the first few lines Jimi Hendrix, cool as a cucumber ‘neath an alpine stalactite, hews to a vibe that is as retro as it is iconoclastic, and inspired by sheer mastery of form. Side Theater: Hendrix’s patented stage chill is on full display here, part effortless cool, part machismo clandestino but all Hendrix drop by painstaking drop, slipping into celluloid lore.
This should be required r̶e̶a̶d̶i̶n̶g̶ listening for all poseurs who aspire to the form, from jump blues hack to Malmsteen-esque shredders. Hendrix the master of psychedelic rock comes back from the jagged edge to redefine the genre that fed his muses the way underground rivers feed bubbling springs.
This is not blues as Olympic showboating, but blues as an organic form informed by the original instrument; the human voice. Hendrix showcases the inventive minimalism of a master at the top of his game by breaking down blues to their elemental memes. The result is as heady as an upper laced with a downer. “I want to cry” is the most common refrain of Youtubers who hear it. “Thank you for posting this,” say the fans stunned by Hendrix’s blank-yo-momma “swagga.”
One of the first things you notice is that there is no frenzy here. Flop-house pyros need not apply. Fretboard fireworks, which Hendrix was perfectly capable of at this stage in his career, took a distant back seat to deliberate story telling. Hendrix’s singing voice is sure and his fretboard noodling more nuanced than anything you will ever hear on celluloid.
The meter and rhyme of Hendrix’s playing, languid phrases that belie the maliciousness of his intent, are evident from the very first bar. These are not blues for dilletantes or shaggy-haired poseurs. No, these are blues for grown mens and wimmins, and enchanted boys with old souls. Hendrix’s noodlin’ hacks back to T-Bone Walker and B.B. King at the height their powers. It prefigures the advent of soul as a shibboleth of form for makers as opposed to fakers.
The extended solo intro hacks back to B.B. King in “How Blue Can You Get,” Live at the Cook County Jail (1971); that unsung blues classic that stood the genre’s form on its head and still came out smokin’. (The inventive virtuosity of the younger B.B. King still stuns the mind: The pentatonic runs that veer off into jazzy territory and the mildly driven tone that still sounds fresh and daring after all these years. It is doubtful that B.B. King’s fretboard chops ever surpassed the form displayed here.) But we digress …. heheheh.
The sound in this “Red House” clip shows why Jimi Hendrix ultimately chose Fenders over Gibsons. While weight, and iconoclastic style may have figured into it the equation, the first few lines of this song show why Hendrix’s voice was channeled more by Fenders, than by Gibsons. The first coupla lines on the Gibson SG neck pickup sound dead and uninspired, Hendrix’s intent to start on a mellow vibe notwithstanding. He soon switches to the bridge pickup and the “Burstbucker-esque” pep and effervescence begins to mimic the fender sound. The first hint of emotion ripples across Hendrix’s face at this very point. No incident or accident; no incident or accident.
While the Fender vs Gibson debate will never die, this much we know: Some artists are Gibsonsesque(Warren Haynes et al) and others are Fenderesque. Hendrix was a Fenderesque to his psychedelic core.
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Appendix:
Jimi Hendrix’s Red House and Eric Johnson as muse for the shredder generation