Jimi Hendrix

Eric, you can’t call it ego when the crowd is literally asking for more smoke.

The funniest part is Eric really thought he could outcool a man with a flaming guitar.

Respectfully, if you need a manual to be legendary, you’re already in the wrong lane.

Both of y’all are arguing like the audience didn’t already pick a winner by the second chord.

Paul, please sit down before the ego starts an encore.

If the room survived, the groove was fine.

Says the man who called every soundcheck a spiritual event and every setlist a suggestion.

That’s the most Jimi sentence ever written, and unfortunately it was enough to get us all booked again.

Volume? You two treated rehearsal like a weather disaster.

Fine, but the bass was still the only thing holding the whole circus together.