The Blue Yoda Society: Who's Your Daddy?

It's not that we're afraid of death, far from it, it's just that we've got this thing about death... It's not us!

 

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5. Like all good transplanted-English psychedevians basking in the Summer of Love, Jimi Hendrix saw to it he padded out his concerts - to say nothing of his albums! - with mega-minute dollops of chemically-derived stereophonic noodling, the most exemplary of which remains "1983 (A Merman I Should Turn To Be)" (...not to mention the rest of "Electric Ladyland" side three), extracts from which can still be heard squeaking beneath scratchy archival footage of love-ins and de-lousings circa "Journey To The Center Of The Mind." Yet hidden away on the Experience's European B-sides are some of this dubious genre's "best," though least heard, doses of aural indulgence. For example: Guess what "Stars That Play with Laughing Sam's Dice" (flipside of "Burning Of The Midnight Lamp") stands for? (and you thought Lucy in the Sky with Dinah was hep!) And even more, well, fascinating was Jimi's original "teenage opera to God," entitled "Brave Ulysses' Long Lost Stash Hast Imbrued Tonto". This typically incoherent twenty-seven minute excursion into the realms of, as it was explained at the time, "electric tribal sky church rainbow music" found itself, in a brief lapse of (in)sanity, chopped off the "Axis: Bold As Love" LP (but is threatening to be exhumed soon as part of MCA/Exxon's "Essentially Rare Reprogrammed Hendrix In The Studio As You've Never Heard Before, Sorta" 12-CD Boxing Set).

 

6 (a). DRIED (as opposed to SOUR) GRAPES DEPT.: Jimi's former drummists haven't exactly led stellar careers - or lives for that matter - since September 18, 1970. Buddy Miles, who beat behind the Hendrix Band of Gypsys was, after having been sprung from several hoosegows, the brains, to be incredibly gracious, behind the California Raisins. And Mitch Mitchell, who you should all recall was at least one-third of The Jimi Hendrix Experience, ended up hawking his road stories and then some to the highest bidder (Harmony Books), before disappearing deep into the Delete Zone. The bigger the drum kit, the harder they fall.

 

I'm a mog: half man, half dog. I'm my own best friend!

 

Just call me daddy.

 

So, Lord Helmet, at last we meet again for the first time for the last time.

 

7. Within a few blocks of Jimi's still-extant Electric Lady Studios (in NYC's once-happening Greenwich Village) are not only several of the world's best rare, used, and/or pirate record boutiques (highly recommended: the Brian Wilson "Smile Sessions" seven-box set) but, even more fattening, the one and only Waverly Restaurant: The finest eatery east of the Mississip! (Tuesday Night's Special? Roast duck with salad, bread, choice of potato and vegetable, beverage and dessert - a regular steal at $8.95) (that's at 385 Avenue of the Americas; phone (212) 675-3181... and don't forget to tell'em Gary the Pig sentcha!)

 

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What's the matter, Colonel Sandurz? CHICKEN?

 

I know you lurkers are out there waiting.

 

Barbie's full name is Barbara Milicent Roberts.

 

say goodbye to your two best friends, and I don't mean your pals in the winnebago.

 

That's a nice name.

Man, I'm getting close to 5000 posts with this username. That will be 20,000 over all for this site.

 

SO close now.

 

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Heidi... ahhhh...

 

Why didn't somebody tell me my ass was so big?

 

She married Seal not too long ago.

 

[chandler]Whooopah!

 

So, Lone Star, now you see that evil will always triumph because good is dumb.

 

I can feeeeeel your loins...

 

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness Princess Vespa, daughter of King Roland going right past the altar, heading down the ramp and out the door!

 

Just useless crap until 10,000 now...