saw mr black in 1967 at the entrance to the s.f. filmore, top of the red carpeted stairs. I was a high school freshman on the football team. butch haircut. way out of place. rode 50 miles in the back of a pick up to see Jefferson airplane , they never showed. the sign outside said big brother. experience, Sam pa co? two weeks after Hendrix played at Monterey. our eyes met and I thought that's the guy in the mother's on the album cover wow! he stared back with a what's he staring at look. Janis was killer. 20 ft from front of stage. then went up stairs to the balcony. saw big brother walking around. heard another band playing....hey joe but a different version than the seeds. yep jimi Hendrix on stage. I didn't know who he was but I dug his music. he played a few and exited stage right. after couple hours we left heading back to our car in the filmore district. pretty hairy at 2 am. walked up to a corner waiting for light...here comes a 49 Chevy around the corner..who's sitting the passengers seat, mr black with those piercing eyes looking at me again, through me again. I felt like the Un-hip square kid that I was. always think of that night when I see his pic. should have talked to him. hear he was a nice guy. ah but I was a dumb star struck kid then maybe I still am.