500 S Arthur Ave, Suite 700, Louisville, CO 80027
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Welcome to Electric Ladyland

So, it doesn’t matter if you’re a punk in a leather jacket laden with safety pins, a metalhead in a Motorhead shirt, a jazz cat with an expensive hat, a classic rocker with a closet full of vintage concert tees, or a regular ‘ol non-musician who listens to whatever’s on the radio: chances are, if someone asks you who your favorite guitarist is, Hendrix is going to be one of the first names out of your mouth. If you ever ask someone this question and they DON’T drop Jimi’s name, report them to the authorities immediately, because they are not to be trusted, and are probably a lizard person or alien in disguise.

Facetiousness aside, Hendrix’s music seems to resonate with every single human being on a molecular level, and it is hard to quantify how or why. His singular style of guitar playing has a way of forcibly grabbing you by the heart and making you feel all sorts of emotions that don’t really have names, and that’s the sort of voodoo that defies complete explanation. The reason that no one can replicate his guitar style is simple: more so than any amp or guitar, the contents of his spirit were the key to his magic Spanish castle of sound.