Since then, the rock вЂnвЂ™ roll guitar virtuoso had busied himself by befriending other African Americans: Trumpeter Miles Davis, jazz multi-instrumentalist Rahsaan Roland Kirk, and (according to Burks) вЂњliving and jamming with an all-purpose crew of musicians - everything from older black gentlemen from the South who played blues guitar, to a band of avant garde jazz/space musicians under the general leadership of a flute player named Juma - and talking about coming up with something new.вЂќ

The group, consisting of Hendrix, bassist Noel Redding, and drummer Mitch Mitchell (both of whom were white) had disbanded the previous autumn. You could see that through the narrow slits where the curtain allowed the merest sliver of daylight and streetscene to penetrate into the gloomy dark room.вЂќД«urks was brought in to provide the centerpiece for a carefully orchestrated public relations campaign: a feature story about the reforming of the original Jimi Hendrix Experience. вЂњInside his managerвЂ™s neo-turn-of-the-century apartment, on a sofa near the radiant fireplace, sat Jimi Hendrix, in a gentle, almost reticent frame of mind,вЂќ Burks wrote. On a blustery winter day in February 1970, Rolling Stone managing editor John Burks entered a New York apartment on East 37th street.

Tom Maxwell | Longreads | March 2019 | 20 minutes (3,275 words)

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