If nobody tells you who was playing or you don’t get to see the name of the album or the band, this gem from 1972 could sound like a secret album by none other than Jimi Hendrix. The same trademark guitar (fuzzy, distorted, explosive and wailing) and singing style (blues, R&B and soul-influenced but oh, so unique). Legions of rock musicians have tried to imitate Hendrix but no one I’ve heard has sounded as hair-raisingly close as this album does. I got a rock aficionado friend to do blind tasting, playing the album for him and then asking him who he thought was the musician. “Hendrix is singing, of course,” he said confidently, “but the guitar sounds a bit different. Are there two guitars?” Then, as we moved to the second and the third tracks, he sat back with a smile and said, “Hendrix. But what album is this?” Read more
I hadn’t really heard the music of Delhi’s popular rock band, Them Clones, before getting a copy of their debut album, love. hate. heroes (EMI, Rs 195). One reason for not having heard them was, of course, the fact that although Them Clones have been a hot act on the gig circuit, I haven’t been to a rock concert in many years, preferring the infinitely more sedentary option of listening to music via downloads and most typically on my mp3 players with the phones stuck deep into my ear canals.