When writing about Liz hearing Hendrix for the first time, it was another one of those moments where I had to imagine what that must have been like. In this life, for me, Hendrix has always been there but I am the only person in my family that listens to him so in a small way I can understand what Liz might have felt when the first notes of Purple Haze came blasting through her speakers but in other ways I have no idea. There had never been a sound like his before he came onto the scene. Although there has never been another Hendrix and likely never will be, heavy metal and hard guitars is something I am more than familiar with. So I had to not only imagine hearing Hendrix for the first time but also hearing that style, the heavy rifts, the amazing sounds...I can only hope I did it justice.
Track One: Purple Haze-