Notes For The Sauce

Jimi’s Party House in London

Last Saturday marked the 40th anniversary of Jimi Hendrix’s untimely death, but I’m sure all of you knew that already.  The man was a genius (and a party animal, though-and-through as he was at the forefront of recreational LSD use…crazy dude).  It just so happens that the house where he lived in London is one that I pass by on my walk to and fro work every day. 

London posts these signs outside of houses and buildings all over the city proclaiming the significance of the building with the names and dates of those who lived, worked, and died there.  Great for nostalgia purposes to see Lawrence of Arabia’s pad, George Orwell’s digs, Dylan Thomas’s town home, or Jimi Hendix’s flop house.  And who was Jimi’s neighbor (though not at the same time period, obviously)?  Frierich Handel.  Another musical genius.

Anyways, Jimi could rip a guitar and I think it’s pretty dope that he could have rolled out of that house with his guitar in hand and walked the same streets I take to catch my bus every day.