In an age where one-hit-wonders dominate the charts, Disney-groomed boy bands lip-synch with their guitars to sold-out crowds, and Justin Bieber has somehow gone unlynched, let's discuss the fiery legend who 40 years ago died for our sins, the left-handed axe man who won't be forgotten so long as music has a nest in the human ear. As I type this I'm listening to "Band of Gypsys", his 1970 live album where you can hear him at his flaming, screeching best. 'Machine Gun', 'Voodoo Chile' (not Slight Return, but the 15-minute jam on the same album) and '1983...(A Merman I Should Turn to Be' are his most epic songs, the lengthy pieces that best demonstrate who he was. I have many other favourites as well: Come On let the good times roll, Purple Haze, All Along the Watchtower, Little Wing, Castles Made of Sand, Fire, the Wind Cries Mary, Love or Confusion (SPACED-OUT AS HELL, but sadly unknown), etc. I just finished reading his biography Room Full of Mirrors, a glorious and intimate portrait. Go to, good folk.