Jimi Hendrix Creative Writing

My eyes are closed. I can feel my heartbeat in my ears, beating in time to the bass drum. Is this a spiritual experience? I stand in the crowd, surrounded by hundred of people feeling the same vivid emotions as I do. The music is what connects me to these strangers. It’s the common thread running from my veins into theirs. We’re all having a life changing experience, right there in that small music venue. But for the band on stage, it’s just another night on tour, going through the motions, playing songs they wrote years ago. And yet, my heart is telling me one thing: This is what I want to be someday. I want to change people’s lives. I want influence the dreams of individuals everywhere, just like those musicians who have influenced my dreams.

I felt their hands land on my shoulders, pushing me forward and backward. It eventually made me feel dizzy, but once I help myself out of that sea of humans, my heart pumped very fast like I was on a roller coaster. After a 20 minutes of delay, the concert finally started. I screamed my lungs out as I clearly could not control my excitement. The intense and humid atmosphere fitted perfectly into the concert, making everyone enjoy the concert to their fullest. After the concert ended, I was exhausted but I could not believe that I was seeing the world star Bigbang with my own eyes. As soon as my dad starting driving we did not stop talking how amazing the concert was and how it should've been longer until we arrived at a restaurant to eat a late dinner before we went home.

I’ve been on the road since dawn, and my stomach feels nauseous. An excess of sugar coated carbs and caffeine are the culprits. Without checking the house number, I pull into the driveway of a charming cottage with a rose garden in the front yard. A woman with long, silver gray hair greets me. I roll down the window, and say, “I’m here to visit Malcolm.”

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I wouldn't be doing the concert any justice if I didn't emphasize the buzz of the town on the day of the show. When my life long friend, and fellow DMB fan, and I rolled into the historic college town of Charlottesville, we could almost instantly feel the excitement crash into us (no pun intended). As we drove into

Throughout the whole weekend they felt the peace, love and happiness that the creators of the music festival wanted to distract from the ongoing war in our country at that

I am fixing my hair, and humming along to a song I heard on the radio, when I hear the concert start. I heard the announcements begin and the lights go dim. There was people all around me. People tripped over cords or called out demands. Some had microscopic mics on their faces, some had been putting on makeup on.

I first thought the concert would include full band, background singers, different lightings and costume changes. My thought was quickly changed when I saw that there was one drummer and the artist with his two guitars. It was very different from the other concerts that I’ve been to. He was really laid back and speaking about his life openly to us. He shared with us about his life as an artist, a husband, father and a follower of Jesus. The concert was very energetic, with a lot of dancing, shouting and sing along. The songs he sung were from his old and upcoming

Jimi hendrix was born November 27,1942 in seattle, WA. He had difficult childhood, sometimes living in the care of relatives and even acquaintances at times. In many ways, music became a sanctuary for Hendrix. He was a fan of blues and rock and roll, and with his father’s encouragement taught himself to play guitar. He learned to play it by the age of 16 due to his father’s encouragement.

Riffs and Rhymes are only part of the amazing life of Johnny Allen Hendrix (AKA, James Marshall Hendrix.). I have found the key aspects in his life to make a complete connection of how his outside life affected his music and lyrics. The master guitarist lived a life of drugs as well as music. Did the LSD have a part in his musical harmonies and riffs? My research shows that ever little aspect of his life, including early childhood, drug use, and society had a great impact on his exquisite taste and guitar play. All of these aspects have made for one of the greatest rock and rollers ever that you will now read about.

The music started playing like I’ve heard before time and time again, morning practice after morning practice. In that moment I wanted to win. We deserved to win no matter what size of band we were, we worked to get into finals and I wanted to put on the best performance of the season. I took my first step into my spot on the squishy turf field and did what I’ve done multiple times before. Next thing I know I’m in my position on the field playing my last chord of our performance feeling utterly exhausted and like I’ve just ran a marathon. I felt like we all gave it everything we had and then the crowd stands up and gives us a standing ovation. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever gotten. At that moment everything seemed worth it, all of the six a.m. practices, the two weeks of band camp, running through the same sets over and over again in the ninety degree weather. Everything seemed like it wasn’t that bad, I didn’t want to be anywhere else in that moment. Then I heard the snare drum, amongst all of the applause, leading us off of the field. Once we were off everybody was tearing up and saying that they gave that performance all they had. Now all we had to do was wait until all of the others were done performing until we could figure out what we got. It was pure torture

The wind tousled my hair around as I closed my eyes and took deep, shaky breaths. The faint sound of the crowd cheering upstage didn't help with my nerves, so, instead, I turned my ears to the delicate waves rolling up the beach. I opened my eyes and gazed out at the lake; now an open canvas for the golden sun which had began setting. Quietly, I plucked each string of my guitar- though I’d already tuned them several times. On the outside, I may have seemed ready, content, and excited; however, on the inside, no matter how tranquilizing the back stage scenery was, I was terrified to the core.

Nirvana is defined as a transcendent state in which there’s neither suffering, desire, or sense of self (dictionary.com). February 20, 1967 was the day grunge music’s king, Kurt Cobain, was born. Aberdeen, Washington was the home of Cobain and sparked the band, Nirvana. Cobain started showing his love for the arts at around the age of five. At nine, his parents divorced and his life began going downhill from there. After the divorce, Kurt went to live with his dad, and his sister stayed with their mom. Cobain’s dad remarried while his son was living with him, and Kurt loathed his step mom. He got in a lot of fights with his dad about it and soon moved back with his mom. Within the time of Kurt’s

On November 27, 1942, in Seattle, Washington a later-to-be-known legend was born as James Marshall. This future guitar master went by the name of Jimi, Jimi Hendrix. His childhood was not very fortunate, however, he did indulge himself in one particular way: Jimi loved to play the guitar. Jimi could never afford to take lessons so he taught himself. At first he played an old acoustic guitar, and later a cheap Silvertone electric. Both of these guitars were both strung for a lefty on a right-handed guitar, one of the defining Hendrix traits. Jimi would have preferred to play a guitar that was made for lefty's but his parents wouldn't pay the extra money because they were extremely poor.

Concerts contain so many sensations. The white chairs being put away, the stage getting placed back on the big black trailer piece by piece, and the quiet shuffles of the last feet leave the stadium; the stadium transforms into the purple and white stadium it once was, leaving no