You’re pretty foxy yourself there, Jimi. Dude had style. He played like his guitar was on fire, which it sometimes was. I once had a boss who was an old flower child and one of his favorite stories was the time he saw Jimi play. The punchline of the story was “If I didn’t have the pictures I wouldn’t know I was there. I don’t remember a thing of it.” The moral of that is; don’t get all fucked up at shows, because you might think it’s just a show but it might be an historical event and someday when your grandkids envy your luck you should be able to recall it. I think I read somewhere that Hendrix himself was of the same opinion (I could be off, here). He thought that getting high and playing music was redundant and the enjoyment of music should be its own high. Sadly though, he was ok with getting blitzed out of his gourd at other times. Although dying in his prime did inadvertently boost his popularity – there’s nothing more iconic than a premature exit from this world, it seems.