MACHINE GUN

Some nights I really wish Jimi Hendrix was still alive.

He would be kicking it with Clapton, Berry and Richards and the rest of the elders, still laughing and smoking, guitar always nearby...always ready to just...jam. I imagine he would still be dropping albums. All the way to the bitter end. Like Prince or Lemmy or Bowie. Just this massive spiraling discography.....fuck. It boggles the mind at the radiant possibilities that could have happened if he had simply....lived.

Never take this ride for granted. Never.