Comin ‘ta Gitcha!
On This Date in 1970: Jimi Hendrix died in his girlfriend’s apartment in London. After taking nine sleeping pills (prescribed to his girlfriend) that he washed down with red wine, Hendrix suffocated in his sleep when he choked on his own vomit. He was 27 years old. Twenty-seven years old! Jimi Hendrix’s death is one of the biggest tragedies in rock music history, especially because it was so completely avoidable. I mean, forget about the idiocy of chasing downers with wine – who the hell takes NINE sleeping pills unless he wants to commit suicide? WTF? I don’t get it. What a fucking waste. My friend Neal, who used to play drums in the band Alice Cooper, saw The Jimi Hendrix Experience perform many times back in the sixties – once in a bowling alley (not kidding). Neal and other guys in Alice Cooper also hung out and partied with Jimi, Noel Redding and Mitch Mitchell in an Arizona hotel room. If you want to read those stories, you can buy our book when it is eventually published and becomes a massive best-seller. Rest in Peace, Jimi!