we made sure to make it to the cave by eight-thirty because
we didn't want to miss Eric's group. as with most live music events, this one
was also delayed so we decided to have a beer and mingle with the locals. what
we never gambled on was meeting Hendrix and his bud. and that is just who sat
down in the booth with us - an old, haggard-lookin' white guy who called himself
Jimi Hendrix. unfortunately, we never caught his friends name. needless to say,
these guys came to rock so every time that Eric would jam out on the guitar, Hendrix
would jump up and start in on his air solo. the experience bordered on the amazing.
or it could have been because we were all famished.
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