Point/Counterpoint Axis: Bold as Love
Point – Axis: Bold as Love is a Very Good Album
This blog has a noble history of noncontroversial endorsements dating back to our terse May 10, 2009 show of support for the city of Vancouver. Five weeks later (and a year after it could have made difference – not that it would have), we endorsed Dennis Kucinich and his intelligent, sexy, 6-foot tall, redheaded, piercèd-tongued English wife for 2008 Democratic co-nominees for the presidency of the United States of America.
Well people who have been waiting for an explicit musical endorsement from Is It Luck, your wait is over: We are proud to affirm that Jimi Hendrix’s Axis: Bold As Love is a very good album. I am afraid to say too much more for fear of incurring the wrath of Ripfork‘s all-seeing eye, but I shall do my best.
Axis: Bold as Love is really, really good. At the time of the album’s recording, the Jimi Hendrix Experience was a band fronted by a talented young guitarist named Jimi Hendrix. While his technique has long been hailed as “better than average” I may be the first to declare that said technique truly began to blossom and flourish when it was subjected to cutting-edge studio equipment. And LSD.
Having never tried LSD, there may be elements of this record that will remain concealed behind my closed doors of perception, but I can attest to the high quality of the music available to those of you who decide to give Axis: Bold as Love a really good listen.
Counterpoint: Nothing is more important than Axis: Bold as Love
That Little Wing has not replaced the Star Spangled Banner as the national anthem of the United States should be seen as evidence of pervasive rot in American society. The 38 minutes, 49 second duration of this album will be sufficient to convince you that no sound deserves to travel the length of your cochlear nerve without first being filtered through a Jax Vibra Chorus.
The shifting times on One Rainy Wish. The adept brutality to which Hendrix subjects his fretboard on Little Miss Lover. Jesus Fucking Christ, man: Castles Made of Sand is BACKWARDS. IT’S BACKWARDS!
Check out Hendrix’s solo during the coda of Bold As Love. You know what I’m talkin about. Right after the flanged-out drums signal that, thankfully, the album hasn’t ended just yet. He masterfully combines the psychedelic playing with which he’s blown your fucking mind a million times over with the straight-ahead blues runs that he treats us to (in the left channel, I might add) immediately before the coda kicks in. Holy living fuck, this music cannot have been made by mere mortals.
If you think there is something better to listen to, nay, for your mind to feast upon, there is something seriously wrong with you.