New York Magazine 16 July 1973
Litho-Fayne Pridgon undoubtedly needs an introduction. She was born in the section of Moultrie, Georgia, known as Dirty Spoon. It wasn't black or white—just poor. She picked cotton. She moved to New York. She shacked up with Jimi Hendrix for four years in the mid-sixties. One night he caught her accepting "a peck on the jaw" from another man in the front row of the club he was playing on 76th Street and Broadway. He leaned over the stage in mid-song and, without missing a chord, knocked her out cold with his electric guitar. After that they only saw each other from time to time. Then in 1970, Hendrix, aged 27, choked to death on his own vomit. Litho-Fayne went out to the coast for a while with Sly, of the Family Stone. And between times she was kept, in style, by an AC/DC ex-Harlem-dope-hustler-turned-legit who needed a fly front. (That's AC/DC as in sexual orientation; fly, pronounced "flah," as in Super Fly.) She had her own ten-room apartment at 1274 Fifth Avenue, a car, furs, and jewelry. But this June, on her way down to Muscle Shoals, Alabama, to record her first blues album, and perhaps on her way to stardom, she had a studio apartment with no phone, courtesy of Atlantic Records, and some food stamps, courtesy of the New York City Social Services Department. Warner Bros, had paid her for her part in the forthcoming Hendrix documentary, but she had blown that money at the tables in Las Vegas. Atlantic Records had given her a $700 stereo, but she had pawned it for $125.
No matter: by next year at this time Litho-Fayne Pridgon could be a star.
Bill Buckley, Mick Jagger, Jack Javits, the Engelhards, the Dohenys, and Litho-Fayne Pridgon—along with perhaps a thousand other present, past, and future"prominent people"—have one thing in common (and maybe only one): they are all friends of Ahmet Ertegun.
So what was a gentleman-superstar like this doing recently at a Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge in Muscle Shoals, Alabama, personally producing the first album of an unknown singer named Litho-Fayne Pridgon? Why wasn't he at The Four Seasons or "21" hyping the stock of his parent company, Warner Communications, which had fallen from $39 earlier this year to $13? After all, he owns more than 150,000 shares of the stock (which, he says, represents about 60 per cent of his net worth), and thus is down nearly $4 million on the year. Ahmet Ertegun was in Muscle Shoals recording Litho-Fayne because he digs the blues, man.