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68 icon Uschi Obermaier and their encounter with Jimi Hendrix
Over time, you forget a lot of what happened. But the encounter with Jimi Hendrix is still very present and alive. He stayed because he was such an extraordinary and gentle person.
I got to know him in January 1969. With us in municipality 1 everything was very freely and the jealousy was officially abolished. But I’m jealous of hell when I love someone. And when the Rainer (Langhans) made it again with a girl, I thought, well, I can do that too. Then I found out that Jimi Hendrix In Town, I just went to the Hotel Kempinski, where he had relegated. There was a lot going on, but when he came down the stairs, he immediately approached me, took my hand and we are high in his room.
Jimi Hendrix was so gentle and moved in the same way
Getting to know each other always worked well for me because I also looked quite good. And the guys were always very enthusiastic. But with Jimi it was something special. He was so gentle, whispered rather than spoken and moved in the same way. Alien. Then I thought, as you used to introduce your crush to the parents, I now introduce Jimi to my community and took it with me. But they weren’t nice to him. Above all, the (Dieter) Kunzelmann, this poison dwarf, immediately attacked him. We then quickly went back, but the car we came with did not start and we are then arm in arm back to the hotel when the cold clinking.
Shortly afterwards I wanted to visit Jimi in London, but he wasn’t there. I was only in his apartment and saw his four -poster bed. Then came a letter from him. “I Hope you still Remember me,” he wrote – he was so modest. And he wrote that he would have liked to talk to my roommates in Berlin for a long time – very politely from him, although they hadn’t been nice to him at all. I did not answer the letter because my English was not particularly good, and the story was unfortunately covered.
But I was at the festival on Fehmarn a year later and met him in the hotel. But then he had become another person, like behind a glass wall he felt. I couldn’t penetrate him. For the first time in my life, I wanted, I would be older and more experienced and knew what you say in such a situation.
When he appeared, I was on stage and watched. But that was also a disappointment. The mood was bad, all appearances were late, it had rained, everyone was in the mud and were aggressive and irritated. The dream was over. And a few days later, Jimi Hendrix was dead.