I am crazy in love with this song (Little Wing). Again. *___*

I grew up hearing this song--the Stevie Ray Vaughan version--and it just kinda blended into the background. But now that I've actually listened to the Jimi Hendrix version and listened to the lyrics and the tune... it's more than any Beatles song, any Who song, any Doors song, anything I've ever listened to. It makes me feel, all the same time, happy and floating, but also like I'm sinking and sad... Jimi was a magician. I think all musicians are secretly magicians who choose to use their magic with guitars and microphones and records. We've all got the magic of music. Kind and soft magic, rough and wild magic. I'm glad that the magic was sealed forever onto records for those who have vanished from this world.

That way, those of us who were born far too late can still feel it and learn it.