Ian introduced me to rock. He was learning to play guitar and that led him to listen to different things than we were exposed to by our parents. One of the greatest guitarists of Rock and Roll is also one of my favorites: Jimi Hendrix. Here's one of his ballads, "The Wind Cries Mary":
The song's lyrics don't make a lot of sense by themselves, but they don't have to. The music that goes with it is beautiful, cool, amazing, and somehow both simple and complex at once. Jimi Hendrix showed me that there was other music out there than just oldies (even if he died well before my parents ever met), and that was an important step in finding my musical identity.
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