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    Hendrix concert in Bakersfield the stuff of legend Part 1 Sept 18, 2015

    BY STEVEN MAYER


    The world was changing fast in 1968, from black-and-white to kaleidoscopic, and popular music was not just riding the wave, it was propelling it.

    The Beatles had released their influential Sgt. Pepper’s album the year before. And as 1968 America exploded following the twin assassinations of Martin Luther King Jr. and Robert F. Kennedy, Led Zeppelin was formed from the ashes of the Yardbirds and James Brown appeared on national television in his own concert special.

    And so it was against this swirling, almost surreal historical backdrop that thousands of young people, buzzing with anticipation (and who knows what else) poured into the Bakersfield Civic Auditorium on Oct. 26, 1968, to experience one of the most exciting and incendiary musical acts ever to enter the city limits:

    The Jimi Hendrix Experience.

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    “Seeing Mitch Mitchell nail his drums to the floor was a precursor of things to come,” recalls Sonny Lackey, who would later come to be known as Sonny California, harmonica player, percussionist and vocalist with Big House and numerous other musical acts.

    The aspiring musician was just 16 when Hendrix trilled his first note that night. But he wasn’t quite the same when he left a couple of hours later.

    “After the obligatory wait,” he remembers, “Jimi took a long toke stage right, flicked the roach at the Civic manager and plugged in his Strat to a wall of Sunn amps. He turned his guitar volume control up as he walked to the front of the stage trilling the fretboard, and did the splits for the intro to ‘Foxy Lady.’ It was otherworldly.”

    Hendrix was just 25 and at the top of his game. “Electric Ladyland,” his third, and many believe his best studio album, had been released just 10 days earlier.

    The Civic was packed with mostly white kids who were there to see the world’s top touring act, a black American guitar wizard backed by two British musicians, bassist Noel Redding and drummer Mitch Mitchell.

    The night would later take on the characteristics of local legend, complete with competing and contradicting recollections and versions.

    Rumors and stories surrounding what happened after the power was cut off by management remain to this day. But the man who had been hand-picked by Hendrix to document his American tour was on stage and backstage with Hendrix all that night shooting photos, and he is happy to put to rest some 47-year-old stories.

    THE WIND CRIES LEGEND

    Despite differences in the way people remember that night, no one disputes the power and historical significance of Hendrix’s performance in an oil and ag town that had come to be known as Nashville West, as the proud home of Buck Owens and Merle Haggard, country music superstars who were then at or fast approaching the pinnacle of their careers.

    And no one there that night could have known that less than two years later, on Sept. 18, 1970, Hendrix would die in his sleep in London after taking barbiturates.

    For rock ‘n’ rollers, Hendrix’s untimely death, along with the loss of Janice Joplin, The Doors’ Jim Morrison, and Kennedy and King, seemed to signal the end of an era.

    But for those in the crowd that night, the ‘60s were still in full flower.

    Mitch Gordon was only 14 when he and his friend Dave Freeman settled in about five rows back from the stage.

    Gordon, a budding guitarist, and Freeman, a drummer, would both go on to play music professionally.

    “Hendrix had already become a well-established, larger-than-life cultural icon and an unrivaled musical phenom,” Gordon recalls in an email.

    “The anticipation of seeing Jimi Hendrix and the Experience was so great, I hardly remember the opening band. When Jimi and the fellas finally hit the stage it seemed like the audience was almost stunned at first. Everyone was kind of reserved and mesmerized.

    “It was like nobody knew how to act. I don’t think the majority of us had ever seen anything or anyone like that,” he says. “That’s one of the reasons it was a life-changing event for me and so many others. This was completely new territory.”

    It was as if Hendrix had come to town to provide 3,000 teenagers with a rite of passage, not just into adulthood, but into a new universe. Together, Hendrix, Redding and Mitchell were somehow able, through the power of music, to tear a hole in the sky and show an auditorium full of fresh-faced teens something beyond the conventional reality that had been taught to them at home and at school.

    “From the moment Jimi cranked up the Experience the sound coming off the stage was astonishing: immediate, jaw-dropping, proof positive that the immensity of Hendrix’s talents had not been overstated,” recalls Eric Griffin, who was just 15 at the time.

    Guitarist-keyboardist-vocalist Terry Huston, who is still active in Bakersfield musical venues, was in his senior year at Garces High School when he saw Hendrix at the Civic. He had previously seen the Beatles at the Hollywood Bowl in ’66, and rates that concert slightly higher than the Hendrix event. But only slightly.

    Hey, it was the Beatles, after all, he says, laughing.

    “Hendrix was magical, mesmerizing,” Huston remembers.

    His command of his instrument and the astonishing sounds he was able to pull from it – without a rack of pedals and effects – was amazing.

    “I’m so grateful I grew up in that era, the music and the movement was unlike anything that came afterward.”

    Hendrix, Gordon says, was an incredibly charismatic showman, but more importantly he was an unbelievably gifted, innovative, and virtuosic guitar player.

    “I mean who even knew you could do that, especially live and in person without the benefit of overdubbing and studio effects?” he says. “It opened up an entire universe of new possibilities and raised the bar into the stratosphere. The Strat-o-caster-sphere!

    “The other amazement, which I don’t remember giving too much credence to at the time, is that he was a black man performing in a certifiably bigoted, redneck town playing to an almost exclusively white teenage audience,” Gordon remembers.

    “Tensions must have been high among community leaders. It’s no wonder some sh** came down. I remember feeling frustrated, ashamed, and embarrassed by the negative events that unfolded.”

    PULLING THE PLUG

    Indeed, the show ended in anti-climax when, it is believed, the general manager of the Civic Auditorium cut the power to the stage.

    “At the time I thought that the amplifiers had merely failed but apparently it was a premeditated act of aggression resulting in an altercation between Jimi and the powers that be,” Gordon recalls.

    “I’ve heard varying accounts, with some saying that they spent the night trying to get him out of jail and others claiming that it was all settled backstage with a bribe.

    “Either way, more than a few people have told me that they saw Jimi Hendrix (with his girlfriend) in a new Corvette at the Jumbo Burger on Golden State Avenue after the concert, and that he was super friendly and personable before driving off into the night.”

    The story of the confrontation with the manager of the Civic and the subsequent involvement of the Bakersfield Police Department have become the stuff of legend, as has the prosaic visit by Hendrix to a local burger joint before flying … er, driving off into a rock star-lit night.

    JIMI’S PERSONAL PHOTOGRAPHER

    Ron Raffaelli, who has dozens of album covers and thousands of rock star portraits and performance photos to his credit, was chosen by Hendrix to photograph the band’s epic American tour in 1968 and ’69.

    And while there’s no way to tell nearly five decades after the event exactly which stories are accurate, Raffaelli’s account is fairly convincing, as he was with Hendrix before, during and after the Bakersfield performance.

    “Jimi was a consummate showman,” Raffaelli remembers. “A lot of rock groups have no connection with their audience. They just stand up there and play.

    “Jimi’s heartbeat was part of them. Their heartbeat was part of him,” he says. “It was electric.”

    The band was playing its final number, Raffaelli recalls of that night, and to put it bluntly, Hendrix treated his concert performances as a metaphor for an act of love – the intensity ebbing and flowing, and then climbing higher, and then higher still.

    The performer’s hand was moving on his guitar neck in a way many there wouldn’t necessarily want their grandma to see. With the sonics screaming, the crowd roaring, the sweat pouring, guitar strings at the breaking point, suddenly silence fell like a sledgehammer on a pillow.

    “Jimi later described it as ‘coitus interruptus,’” Raffaelli recalls, laughing.

    But at that moment, he was livid.

    “Jimi rushes off stage. I follow him,” Raffaelli recalls.

    There’s yelling, cursing. Angry guitar god faces angry manager, who, according to Raffaelli, tells Hendrix the show was getting out of hand, and had to end.

    Then the N-word was used, Raffaelli says. And suddenly he had to get between Hendrix and the man, causing the manager to fall back slightly against a table.

    Within minutes, several police officers were in the room. According to the veteran photographer, the manager claimed he was assaulted by both Hendrix and Raffaelli.

    “I was the only one who made physical contact,” Raffaelli says. Despite the many stories that have Hendrix slugging the man, it simply did not happen.

    If it had, Hendrix would have spent the night in jail, and it would have been a national news story.

    Certainly, the police were there, as Raffaelli has photographic proof. One cop is shown smoking a cigarette.

    In the end, Raffaelli says, no one was arrested. But police escorted Jimi and his entourage – including Hendrix and Raffaelli in one limousine and Redding and Mitchell in another – to the 99 freeway onramp.

    They headed south. Never to return.

    There was no Corvette, he says. There was no hamburger.

    Others may swear the stories are true. But that’s OK. The night Jimi Hendrix came to Bakersfield is no longer an event. It’s a legend.

    And like Hendrix himself, legends take on lives of their own.


    http://www.bakersfield.com/news/hend...900829316.html



    When Jimi Hendrix came to Bakersfield: Part II Sep 25, 2015

    BY STEVEN MAYER

    The late actor and comedian Robin Williams was known to occasionally utter this little gem:

    “If you remember the ’60s, you weren’t there.”

    It’s a quote that seems particularly relevant when discussing an October day in 1968 when bonafide guitar god Jimi Hendrix came to Kern County and blew the lid off of Bakersfield.

    Forty-seven years later, few seem to agree on all the details of what happened at that now-legendary concert at the Bakersfield Civic Auditorium. But new interviews following last week’s story, with key witnesses and participants, sheds new light on this much-talked about rock show featuring one of the most innovative performers in pop music history.

    It was the night of Oct. 26, and the downtown auditorium was packed with 3,000 young fans.

    Many there that night, including longtime local musician Sonny California, recall that as Hendrix was nearing the climax of his performance, the power was suddenly cut to the stage — and that the acid-rocker stormed stage-right, striking then-Civic Auditorium Manager Charles Graviss in the face.

    “It was a life-changing performance,” California recalls all these years later. “The end of the show was terminated by the Civic manager during Jimi’s version of The Star Spangled Banner. As a veteran paratrooper, that did not go well.

    “He rammed his Strat straight into the nearest amplifier, walked over to the manager and decked him. Awesome show. Brilliant American artist! Screwball Civic manager.”

    Some have said Hendrix was arrested and taken to jail. Another story has it that the star was seen later that night with a gorgeous blonde eating at a local drive-in burger joint.

    But Ron Raffaelli, the man chosen by Hendrix to document, through hundreds of photographs, the American tour by the Jimi Hendrix Experience told The Californian last week that Hendrix never touched Graviss.

    He said he witnessed the two men sharing heated words, but insisted that he got between the irate guitarist and Graviss, who would have been in his early 40s at the time.

    Graviss begs to differ.

    Now 89 and still living in Bakersfield, the man who managed the local venue for 26 years, from 1964 to 1990, sounds quite lucid when he shares his recollections of that night.

    “He hit me, alright,” he says of Hendrix. “But it barely glanced off my cheek. The police immediately grabbed him and took him up to the dressing room.”

    Raffaelli had also told The Californian that Graviss used an ugly racial epithet during the confrontation with Hendrix. The former Civic manager again says not true.

    “That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard,” he says. “I would never use the N-word with anybody ever. I was taught better than that.”

    In fact, he says, it all happened so fast, there was no time for an exchange of words.

    Mac Anderson, a longtime Bakersfield police officer who made a career out of being a cop until his retirement at the rank of assistant chief in 1991, often worked rock shows at the Civic. Anderson says he saw Hendrix slug Graviss.

    “Interesting how people can witness an event and recall it so differently,” he says in an email, later backed up with a phone interview. “Raffaelli’s recollection is not accurate. I know as I was the officer who in fact arrested Hendrix that night. I was working the stage right door that leads to the dressing rooms.”

    It shouldn’t be surprising at this point that Anderson not only disagrees with Raffaelli’s account, he also disagrees with Graviss.

    “Hendrix approached Graviss in an agitated state,” Anderson says, “and began a heated verbal exchange. Hendrix then struck Graviss in the face with his fist.

    ”Standing within two feet of Hendrix, I immediately took him into custody for assault and battery. He was restrained, still in view of the audience for several minutes while a much more subdued conversation transpired between Graviss and Hendrix.

    “I don’t recall the details of this conversation, but it resulted in a delayed decision from Graviss as to whether he wished to pursue prosecution. It was agreed that the extra cost for the venue was guaranteed by Hendrix. He was then allowed to complete his concert.”

    They do agree that the musician struck Graviss. And Anderson says he heard no racial slur.

    But Hendrix did not resume the concert, says Graviss. Once the power was turned off, it could not immediately be turned back on without damaging the electrical components.

    And they also differ on why the power was cut.

    Anderson recalls that Hendrix had exceeded the contracted time he was allowed to play. But Graviss said he was concerned that Jimi’s performance was about to get out of hand.

    He had heard from other venue managers that the flamboyant guitarist was known for squirting lighter fluid on his guitar and lighting it on fire as feedback roared and the crowd roared back. And that’s why he was standing stage-right during the finale.

    “There were curtains hanging all around him,” Graviss remembers. “Can you imagine the fire hazard?”

    It never got that far. Graviss recalls Hendrix grabbing the neck of the guitar as if he were about to smash it.

    “I gave instruction to my employee to cut the sound.”

    And suddenly the wall of sound crumbled. The show was over.

    Hendrix, according to Graviss and Anderson, was not charged — or taken to jail. Graviss says the punch didn’t even leave a mark.

    “I didn’t want to give Hendrix that much publicity,” he remembers.

    Rick Kreiser, who was only 15 when he attended the now-mythical performance, says he doesn’t remember the sound being cut off or the now-infamous punch.

    But it wasn’t the first time the sound was cut by Graviss mid-performance. Less than one year before, the Civic manager cut the sound during a concert by the San Francisco-based group Jefferson Airplane.

    Graviss says it happened because concert-goers were being incited by members of the band to dance, including on stage, a situation Graviss says was a risk to public safety.

    California and Kreiser agree that as hundreds of young fans gathered outside, they began to walk west on Truxtun Avenue, ostensibly to protest in front of the Bakersfield Police Department.

    The police did not stop them, recalls Kreiser, who is the longtime owner of Carney’s Business Technology and organizes music venues in Bakersfield.

    But at 15, he admits that he, dressed in pinstripe pants, was unsure of why he joined the crowd.

    “We were like sheep,” he remembers, laughing. “I was thinking, ’How am I going to get out of here?’”

    He was also wondering how to explain to his mom why she should pick him up at a different place from where she dropped him off.

    These were heady times. All Kreiser can be sure of nearly five decades later is he was glad he was there. At both music shows.

    In the end, it may be impossible to know exactly what happened the night Jimi came to town — and Hendrix isn’t talking. He died less than two years after his Bakersfield performance.

    http://www.bakersfield.com/news/when...7587129ab.html

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    Re: Hendrix Concert Bakersfield, California 1968 - Did He Punch The Guy?

    Thanks, amazing story! And never heard of it.

    And I have to say, for a manager the guy has very poor communication skills

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    BAKERSFIELD, CALIFORNIA 10-26-1968


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    Isn't there a photo of Jimi in his Corvette taken at the Bakersfield venue?
    Always wondered what was being discussed in the pics with the cops, now we know, very cool, wish there was a recording of this show

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    Re: Hendrix Concert Bakersfield, California 1968 - Did He Punch The Guy?

    Great reading, thanks for posting.
    In the first photo above.....I see Stickells and I think the next guy is Goldstein(?),.....who is the blonde? I assume she's Jimi's girl?

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    Re: Hendrix Concert Bakersfield, California 1968 - Did He Punch The Guy?

    Quote Originally Posted by souldoggie View Post
    Great reading, thanks for posting.
    In the first photo above.....I see Stickells and I think the next guy is Goldstein(?),.....who is the blonde? I assume she's Jimi's girl?
    Is the girl not Carmen Borrero? Notice Mitch is 'holding Jimi back', as if, "He's not worth it." Heh-heh

    Love the reading material: the trash 'Examiner': 'My wife was kidnapped by a flying saucer' ha-ha-ha! and Mad comic.

    Looks like the photos are the wrong way round, the 1st looks like it's after he's changed and has calmed down, fuck knows why Jimi's listening to the arsehole though, the manager looks like he's attempting to 'explain' his shit behaviour? Fuck listening to that shit. Well, if it was a choice between that and an assault charge, I suppose
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    Re: Hendrix Concert Bakersfield, California 1968 - Did He Punch The Guy?

    Local drummer-turned-college-professor recalls epic concert

    By ERIC GRIFFIN Sep 18, 2015

    When it was announced that the Jimi Hendrix Experience would be playing the Bakersfield Civic Auditorium in October 1968, the biggest problem for me was how to get there. I was 15, not yet driving, and my folks had made it plain that there was no way they were going to let me see this guy: NOT JIMI HENDRIX.

    But armed with a decent midterm report, I made a final attempt to persuade them. To my everlasting astonishment, my grades did the trick.

    Going solo on the day of the show, I was able to score a decent seat. Stage right, Jimi’s side, about 20 rows back. There was one condition: my parents would drop me off, and they would pick me up.

    Inside the Civic, the air was thick with anticipation. Sure, we’d had other important bands come through town. My pal Rick Kreiser and I had seen The Rolling Stones in the summer of ’66 — my very first rock show — when “Paint It Black” was riding the charts. Bakersfield had hosted The Beach Boys, the Dave Clark Five and the Animals, and then the San Francisco bands had begun to arrive, acts like Country Joe and the Fish and Quicksilver Messenger Service. But no one like Jimi. This show promised to be historic.

    I don’t remember whether they opened with “Purple Haze” or “Foxy Lady,” but from the moment Jimi cranked up the Experience the sound coming off the stage was astonishing: immediate, jaw-dropping, proof positive that the immensity of Hendrix’s talents had not been overstated. As he ran through the hits from his first American LP, “Are You Experienced?,” a few from “Axis, Bold As Love” and some earlier English releases like “Red House” and “Stone Free,” the guitar wizardry we’d all marveled at on record materialized before us. He also introduced tunes from his new record, like “Crosstown Traffic,” “Voodoo Chile,” and “All Along the Watchtower.” That double album, “Electric Ladyland,” which I’d been listening to for about a week, had been released just 10 days earlier. It’s still the recording of his I listen to most often. By the first week of November it would be sitting at No. 1. The Hendrix who arrived in Bakersfield that October was an artist at his creative peak.

    And he made it all look so effortless. That was the difference between Jimi and the many imitators who came after him. The fluidity of his moves — whether he was dropping to his knees, playing behind his back, or flourishing his signature elbow slide — he could deliver serious chops, cheeky sexuality, and playful humor all at once.

    But as everyone who was there will recall, the night was marred by two notorious moments of civic embarrassment. Mid-show, a backstage power outage rendered amps and P.A. silent for what seemed like an eternity. But from my perspective, Mitch Mitchell transformed what could have been a disaster into an incredible highlight when he covered for Jimi and Noel Redding with an inspired drum solo. Already a drummer myself, I was stunned by Mitchell’s command of the kit. I’d never seen anyone in a rock band execute the sort of technique typically associated with jazz. I took advantage of the confusion by feigning a trip to the men’s room in order to get a closer look at Mitchell’s hands and the blond maple Ludwigs he was beating stage left.

    With the power restored, the Experience gamely resumed their set. But during the finale it went down again, just as Hendrix was wrenching maximum feedback from his Marshall stacks. In what looked to me like an act of defiant frustration, Jimi hurled his cream Stratocaster at his amps. No longer electrified, it fell to the stage with a dull thud.

    Many of us in the crowd responded as though our collective sense of conspiracy had been confirmed: “the man” had been trying to sabotage the show all along; “the Civic” had resorted to chicanery in order to rob us of Jimi’s climax. I couldn’t see it clearly from where I was standing, but it was plain that some sort of confrontation had happened as the music was abruptly cut off. Almost immediately, rumor had it that Hendrix has punched out the auditorium manager and had been carted off to jail.

    Did the Jimi Hendrix Experience’s 1968 Bakersfield concert change my life? I don’t think so. Even prior to the Stones show I’d attended, the televised Beatles performances of 1964 and “A Hard Day’s Night” had already accomplished that. But musically speaking, the concert did clarify some things for me.

    I discovered then and there that I was much more powerfully drawn to Hendrix’s bluesy side than I was to his psychedelic flash. I was beginning to understand enough about music to hear that he was quoting the great blues and R & B players who had come before him, and that this was the music I wanted most to explore. And as a young drummer, Mitch Mitchell had taught me that I would need to do a whole lot of practicing if I wanted to be taken seriously as a musician.

    But as inspiring as the concert was on a musical level, I also left the Civic feeling troubled. Even at 15, I could sense that whatever any of us as individuals might think about the cultural currents that were circulating throughout America during that very troubled year — whether, like me and most of my friends, you were drawn primarily to the music, or whether you saw yourself as someone committed to “the movement” — we were all being swept along by circumstances that no one, not even a seer like Hendrix, could control. In spite of the peace sign Jimi appears to be flashing so triumphantly in that photograph, his Bakersfield concert had ended in the unfortunate, if perhaps also earned, act of violence for which the show is also remembered.

    Eric Griffin, a 1971 graduate of East Bakersfield High School, is Janice B. Trimble professor of English and director of Latin American studies at Millsaps College in Jackson, Miss. Formerly a professional drummer, he performed or recorded with many local artists, including the Bill Shaw Madness, the Bakersfield Rhythm Boys, Harold Cox, Oscar Whittington, Jimmy Thomason, Bobby John Henry, Daddy Ray Arvizu, Mark Yeary, Merle Haggard, and many others.

    http://www.bakersfield.com/news/loca...4433d9899.html

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    Crosstown Traffic???

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