I am not a huge fan of music biographies. Most of the time they feel like they are written by fans, or worshipers who feel the need to describe what its like to “feel the music” so to speak (a perfect example of this would be David Henderson’s biography of Jimi Hendrix called Kiss the Sky; I c...
Henry Smith, one of our road managers, was gathering up our equipment at the Winnipeg airport. We had just flown into the Canadian city during our fifth North American tour, which was launched in March 1970. But as Henry surveyed the equipment, he noticed that one of the guitars was missing. “Shi...
