The Doors - Music Video - L.A. Woman 1971 | HQ

Well, a bit of emotion, it had been a while since I last listened to it...
Let’s celebrate one of my most evocative songs ever. Before leaving it behind, a now wandering Jim wants to leave his dedication to his city-woman. The spontaneity of the old Blues man describing LA as if it were a woman. For him, both a protective mother and a decadent, sinful lover. There’s the band, there’s Botnik, Marc Brenno, and Jerry Scheff. There’s Mr. Mojo Risin’… not only the anagram of Morrison but, in clear nigger slang, a direct reference to the cock. The repetition of the verse speeds up from slow to fast to simulate orgasm. An imaginative song for a unique album, as much as the debut, at least for me. An album that, despite the period, spontaneously captured Jim's love. The only call from Paris to the band, from Densmore, was to ask John "how was LA Woman received?!" Of course, he made more than one call to Max Fink, the lawyer managing his finances, to find out if and how much money he still had available to spend... he had never cared about his money, his earnings. Responding with a "I don't know" to the usual question "when are you coming back, Jim?!"...