When I was 17 or 18, I'd just finished reading a biography about music legend Jimi Hendrix. Feeling sad for the fact that he'd departed this world too soon, I felt I wanted to contact his spirit somehow, so I said to myself 'go downstairs and switch on the TV. Just do it. ' So, I went downstairs, switched on the T.V., and as the picture was slowly warming up with whatever TV show happened to be on, the first words that came out of the speaker, in a womans voice, clear as day, where "Are you there Mister Hendrix?" A cold shiver went down my spine.