Author: Kathy Etchingham

                          This is an extract from my book Some of the rows between Jimi and me were quite dramatic, mainly because both of us operated on very short fuses and neither of us was ever willing to climb down, so we could only… Continue reading The Wind Cries Mary

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This picture of a scrumpled up piece of paper is one of the many scribblings that Jimi had a habit of making when he was working on new songs. This one is from our time in Brook Street in 1969 and I remember he showed it to me and asked me what I thought of… Continue reading Jimi Hendrix and Send my Love to Linda. Original lyrics.

Just after Jimi arrived, when we were staying in the Hyde Park Towers Hotel, there were long conversations about what the Jimi Hendrix band should be like. Originally Chas was thinking along the lines of something like the Animals with five people – Jimi and a rhythm guitarist, a bass guitarist, keyboard and drums. Jimi… Continue reading Forming the Jimi Hendrix Experience

When Jimi arrived in London the other guitarists were immediately very impressed. Jimi played “Killing Floor” at a Cream gig and Eric was stunned. This is an extract from my book. ‘Eric nearly fainted,’ Chas told us later. ‘He said, ‘Give us a cigarette, man! Is he really this good, or can he just do… Continue reading Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton

                          The Cromwellian started off as an illegal gambling den used by John Aspinall but after gambling was legalised it became a gambling club owned by a group of wrestlers who also dabbled in rock and pop promotion. They had to move the… Continue reading The Cromwellian Club

This picture of a scrumpled up piece of paper is one of the many scribblings that Jimi had a habit of making when he was working on new songs.   This one is from our time in Brook Street in 1969 and I remember he showed it to me and asked me what I thought… Continue reading Jimi Hendrix and Send My Love to Linda

Jimi had decided to visit Little Richard at his hotel to claim the $50 that Little Richard owed him. I had dressed up specially in a powder-blue dress I was very proud of, with pearl buttons and long tight sleeves. Jimi wore his vintage army jacket.                  … Continue reading Jimi Hendrix and his vintage army jacket

This is a passage from my book. Chas, with all the sensitivity of a northern working-class boy who had grown up in the fifties, wasn’t always (as) patient. One night in London he snapped. There were two Glaswegian guys giving Jimi a hard time in a pub down a small side street off Tottenham Court… Continue reading Jimi Hendrix and Chas Chandler