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and take the stage...

like you actually wanted

to amount to something.

Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

You know, I've actually run out of people

to come and see you play.

Can you look at me when I'm talking to you?

Please?

I've-I've run out of people.

Th-Thank you, um-

- Does that resonate with you on any

level whatsoever? - Yeah, I hear you.

- Really? I don't believe you.

- I hear you!

Hey, keep it down!

We've still got a show going on.

Thank you! Yes!

You know, I've never been to Harlem.

I go around pitching

rhythm and blues the whole time...

and I've never even been to Harlem.

So you could invite me.

You wouldn't like it.

There's nothing-

There's nothing up there for you.

Running around New York.

She's some kind of just-

Everybody knows about it. Everybody.

They all talk about the two of them.

It's humiliating. Bloody humiliating.

For you, it must be.

And I regret that. I do.

And he's a drug addict. Did you know that?

He has her strung out all the time.

Are you just-

You're gonna let her

run around over in America, her and her-

I'll check the diary,

but they'll be free at some point-

Chas.

Chas, hi. I'm, um-I'm Linda Keith.

I'm, uh, Keith Richard's girlfriend.

- Oh! Hi.

- Hi.

- Keith's lass.

- Yeah.

- How are you doing?

- Fine. You?

I'm really good.

I think it's pretty much it for me

after this tour.

Gone anyway. We've, uh, lost Alan.

What, temporarily?

No. He's uh-He's got a fear of ying.

Honestly?

Now you're gonna do

the new record for us?

Yeah.

- And it's called?

- The House of the Rising Sun.

Right. Here we go then with-

No, it's-it's done.

I can see the writing's on the wall.

And that manager ripped us off

something shameful to boot.

Well, can't you sue him?

Spending money to make money to-

it's money I'll never see.

No, it's-I'd rather manage

a couple of acts of me own.

Treat them proper,

start stacking up the bills.

How about you? You still modeling?

Occasionally, yeah.

Much to my father's consternation.

Good little British girls don't model.

I'm not really sure

what we're supposed to do...

but apparently modeling...

and shacking up with the Rolling Stones...

aren't among the options.

Aye, well, things come.

You know, they always do.

Or so I've been told.

Are you serious about giving up performing

in order to manage?

Because I may have something for you.

Do you think you might try

putting something else into it?

'Cause you're

going up on stage for a reason.

I don't know. Maybe.

Do you think you're gonna sing?

I think you'd have a lot more to offer

if you were to sing.

My voice is-Oh, it's terrible.

But so's Dylan's.

And he's doing all right, isn't he?

Chas really, really likes the blues.

So if you had the mind to,

you could play something-

Bluesy? Yeah, I'll play-However you want me

to play, I'll play it. Yeah.

Do I sound like your mother?

I wouldn't know.

Your thing, Jimmy.

Your way.

He's quite a quiet son'.

So if he doesn't say much to you

afterwards, I wouldn't take it personally.

- It's not' really in his nature.

- Sure.

He thinks he can't-

Well, he doesn't like to-

He doesn't like to sing.

And he thinks that he has

this sort of dodgy-

dodgy voice.

But I don't think

it sounds funny at all, so-

- I fancy another. Do you want another?

- Um, absolutely.

Yeah.

Wanna welcome everybody to the Cafe Wha.

A real good show for you. A very good show.

Your starter this afternoon...

Mr. Jimmy James and the Blue Flames.

All right.

F***.

So you don't play in any

of the R & B clubs in Harlem?

No, man. Those cats are

way too strict up there.

They don't dig cats

stretching the blues out up there.

- I don't know what's going on with them.

- Well, f*** them.

Yeah, f*** them. You know, I like him.

- You're f***ing brilliant.

- Thank you.

Did Linda tell you what to play?

No, she just said play.

Look, I've heard pretty much

everything there is to hear...

and, uh, I've got to say...

you're taking it,

you're tearing it apart in your hands, man.

Jesus Christ. No one's got you signed?

- Jimmy, you're not really one

for commitments, are you? - No.

Has Linda told you that I'm looking to, uh-

Says you're looking for

people to work with.

I wanna manage,

but I've never managed an act.

- I've never been managed, so-

- Well, that's even Stephen.

Okay.

I'm off the tour in three months.

I think it'd be a hell of a thing

if you came over to London.

London? There's so many great cats over

there already playing though.

Well, they haven't got you.

Eh? That's for damn sure.

There'll be no stick-in-the-ass

about this chord or that.

They'll be mad for what you're doing

over there. Eh?

I mean, e-everybody there,

everybody who's doing owt...

they're all working off

the blues structure.

I don't wanna get caught up

in those kind of labels though.

I don't want it to be,

He's playing the blues...

or He's playing R & B or soul,

all that kind of stuff, those cages, man.

- I'm not saying it has to be-

- It's not about style.

You know, it's-

I want my music to go

inside the soul of a person.

You know, for me it's colors.

I want people to feel the music

the same way I see it.

It's just colors. That's it.

The rest is just painted with a little

science fiction here and there.

I don't wanna freak you out this early.

I've gotta get you over to London.

Have you ever met a real pimp?

Yeah, man, the pimps

wear these things out in the street.

Yeah. They do.

I'll wear a hat on stage.

Oh, man, look at that pimp

with that backwards guitar.

Linda,

guy looking for you. Says he's Keith.

- Richards?

- Alan.

Oh, um, send him back, I suppose, yeah.

Who's Alan?

He's my father.

- You're joking, right?

- No.

- You for real?

- Yes.

Oh, sh*t.

Linda.

You didn't want to ring or anything

before you arrived?

This is Mr. Jimmy Hendrix.

It's a pleasure.

Collect your things.

Let's go.

Hey, man, come on.

We were all outside

Smoking

You in the headlights

Yeah, in the headlights

Yeah, in the headlights

Well, it's all taken care of.

I can get you your working papers

and some decent gigs.

There won't be much money, not at first,

but I'll take care of expenses.

I don't know, man.

- You were keen on coming to London before.

- Yeah, but that was before.

Aye, so, wh-what's changed?

You don't have much to say

for yourself, do you?

Knowledge speaks.

Wisdom listens.

Do you know Eric Clapton?

- What, have I heard of him?

- No, do you know him?

Sure.

Clapton's a mate.

If I go to London,

can you set me up with him?

Him, Beck, Townshend.

No, no, just Clapton.

Okay. Soon as we get you over.

Have you got a passport?

No, man.

- Have you got a birth certificate?

- No.

Well, do you know how

to get hold of a copy?

Does your family have a copy?

I'm not calling my pops.

No, no. I'm not calling him.

If we don't get the birth certificate...

we can't make the application

for your passport.

I don't know.

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