Jimi Hendrix

THIS IS NEWARK, THE NIGHT AFTER MARTIN Luther King's assassination. Jimi Hendrix is playing the Symphony Theatre to a crowd of white, modishly dressed hippies. "Oh, it's so boring up here," shoulders roll, a laconic twitch, swinging his Stratocaster around in howling protest. He glances down at his watch. "Ho hum, another twenty minutes to go..."