In February 1967 my sister and I planned to go to a local music club to see the Animals, (House of the Rising Sun). Before we went in we visited a nearby pub for a beverage. Sitting at another table was a group of flamboyantly dressed men. One of them, a black man, had a Sergeant Pepper style army coat on. We thought they may be Roadies for the Animals. When we were in the club, the manager apologised to us that the Animals would not be playing tonight but a new American band, the Jimi Hendrix Experience would be performing. When they played Purple Haze, I realised who they were. That song was in the charts at the time but I had not seen them on TV.
1969, I saw him again at the Royal Albert Hall when he'd become a super-star. He smashed his guitar at the end.
