
The Return of Jimi Hendrix

by Mal Bray
Title
The Return of Jimi Hendrix
Artist
Mal Bray
Medium
Digital Art - Digital Art
Description
The Return of Jimi Hendrix
I dreamed about Jimi Hendrix
He came back for one day
Was born weepin' out of an egg, the mid-wife said
And straight away began to pray with lifted head
He spent the early hours
Communing with the morning stars
And then he came over to my house
Where he tried out my guitar
He was young and black and beautiful
Big eyed, perfect skinned
And he played my guitar like a lightning storm
Like twirlin' feathers in the wind
He could make it sound like the end of the world
A fire, the flick of a knife
He could squeeze it slow and masterful
Like the hand that brought the world to life
Together we strolled in sculptured gardens
Passed the sleepy afternoon
Maids were dartin' back and forth
From a window came a violin tune
Angels dressed as nurses toyed with playin' cards
Looters sprung from prisons filled the yard
A yellow sun hung low and yawned
And as it dipped
Jimi stood up straight
Grinned and shook his velvet hips
Callin' himself King Electric
In the evening he went wild
Played on a dozen stages
In the clubs of New York
Lit the city end to end
Wired it up, fired it up
Scarved, bejeweled
Long-legged, snake-limbed
Athletic, driven, dangerous
He made all Manhattan shake
And every street and sidewalk quake
His Stratocaster caused the mighty Empire State to vibrate
His whammy bar caused shock-eyed punks from
Hackensack and Yonkers
Raised on speed, metal and rap
To enter trance and levitate
He played Purple Haze and Pyramid
Voodoo child and Sin-E
Up from the skies and storm free
In King Tut's Wah Wah Hut
He did a forty-two minute
Cosmic rise in future shocks
Star Spangled Banner
In the back of CBGBs
He stopped every clock in New York state
And every heart that heard him
And time itself was beaten and confused
And fell lamblike under the spell of his fabulous flashing fingers
He played an encore at the Bitter End
A heart burst Little Wing
Even the waiters cried and then we fell outside
And in the dusty dawn of Bleecker Street
A sweet rain fell and Jimi died.
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August 25th, 2014
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Comments (25)

Charles Splain
can I buy just the artwork to make my own print?
Mal Bray replied:
Hi Charles. I am the artist of the Return of Jimi work. You have commented to me rather than the owners of the website This whole website only sells prints, posters, mugs, tee shirts etc. But you can buy a license to download it at different choice of sizes from their sister site here: https://licensing.pixels.com/featured/the-return-of-jimi-hendrix-mal-bray.html Alternatively you contact me privately on my email address: malcbray@hotmail.com and we can discuss other ways for you to get a file of the work that you can print from. All best, Mal

Charles Splain
I don't see a way to download the a pdf version. I only see posters and such, I would like to print on my own material

Tanya Filichkin
Brilliant art, fantastic description- fabulously done. Congrats! Fav/Like
Mal Bray replied:
Tanya I really appreciate your interest and your lovely comments. They really do inspire and encourage. Thank you.

Adrian Evans
congratulations Mal
Mal Bray replied:
Thank you Adrian I really appreciate your feedback. Keep up your own superb output.