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Rating: Even though the poster has long fallen off the wall, Morrison continues to be a god... in this, I remain a damn teenager, or a fool if you prefer...
after all, in my resume I have the required visit to Pere Lachaise... and a watermelon gathering with friends on July second, eighty-one, the first decade since his death... and the fact that I know the lyrics by heart, word for word...
his lyrics, not Krieger's...
ah, I don't allow any discussion about Morrison, even if he was an unbearable jerk, a highly annoying drunkard, an improvised acrobat crawling on walls...
that rock/poetry body-to-body... and the bouncing psychic organ... and the raga of The End... and the backdoor man who screws all, but really all the wives...
and the romantic crooner of the crystal ship...
I hate families and he denied having one... I hate houses and he didn't have a house...
ah, I am absolutely for the legend... and I drink his words... both the celestial nonsense and the most insignificant little phrases... the scream of the butterfly... the night we tried to die...
of course, the night comes with its legions of purple...
and Morrison is for me the voice of every madman... like the one who this morning predicted paradise for me as I was leaving a little bar and he was at the window cursing everyone and smiled at me instead...
"f*** these a**holes" I replied to him...
and when one day I thought "if you still haven't managed to defeat the energy thieves it's because the most stubborn energy thief is you"... that day I said ah ok jim thanks...
and when I happen to remember an old dream, like a shadow scented with children playing, with that shadow calming me and one of those kids telling me to stop it's again a thank you Jim...
very rhetorical, right, countess?... but what do you want, I'm a teenager, I'm a fool... even if a rather divine fool...
and excuse me if this time I didn't activate the antiretoricum... the batteries have run out...
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Ok. this album is awesome...
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Break On Through (02:29)
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Chased our pleasure here
Dug our treasure there
Still recall
Time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah!
Wow!
Wow!
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high
She get high. She get high.
She get high. She get high.
The woman get high. The woman get high.
She get high. Baby, get high.
She get high. She get high.
The woman get high. She get high.
She get high. Baby, so high.
She get high. She get high.
The woman get high. She get high.
Wow!
She get high. She get high.
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah!
All right!
Yeah, made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
02 Soul Kitchen (03:34)
Well the clock says it's time to close now
I guess I'd better go now
I'd really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights share their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go
Let me sleep all night
In your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves
Well your fingers weave quick minuets
Speak in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette
Learn to forget
Learn to forget
Learn to forget
Learn to forget
Let me sleep all night
In your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves
Well the clock says it's time to close now
I know I'll have to go now
I really wanna stay here all night
All night
All night
03 The Crystal Ship (02:34)
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly
The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line
04 Twentieth Century Fox (02:32)
Well she's fashionably lean
And she's fashionably late
She'll never wreck a scene
She'll never break a date
But she's no drag, just watch the way she walks
She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
No tears, no fears
No ruined years, no clocks
She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's the queen of cool
And she's the lady who waits
Since her mind left school
It never hesitates
She won't waste time on elementary talk
'Cause she's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
Got the world locked up
Inside a plastic box
She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
06 Light My Fire (07:07)
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
07 Back Door Man (03:33)
Oh yeah babe
Yeah I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep
I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah
'Cause I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
All right, yeah
You men eat your dinner, eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken any man ever seen, yeah yeah
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
Well, I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
Whoa, baby
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
08 I Looked at You (02:21)
I looked at you
You looked at me
I smiled at you
You smiled at me
And we're on our way
No, we can't turn back
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back
'Cause it's too late, too late, too late, too late, too late
And we're on our way
No, we can't turn back
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back, yeah yeah
I walked with you
You walked with me
I talked to you
You talked to me
And we're on our way
No, we can't turn back
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back, yeah
'Cause it's too late, too late, too late, too late, too late
And we're on our way
No, we can't turn back
Yeah, we're on our way
And we can't turn back
'Cause it's too late, too late, too late, too late, too late
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Other reviews
By Grasshopper
"Jim Morrison’s voice, predominantly dark and cavernous, yet capable of shifting to hysterical, neurotic screams."
"‘The End’ closes the album with one of the most apocalyptic tones in the history of rock."
By joe strummer
The Doors is one of the cornerstones of Rock, if not the cornerstone of all rock-blues.
'The End' is not merely a song. It is theater, a monologue between Jim and his psyche, a slow catharsis of man against his inability to overcome death.
By francis
Morrison, a failed model, is nothing more than the prototype of the 'cursed' star like many throughout the history of music, mythologized beyond his actual artistic merits.
They haven’t influenced a damn thing, and certainly not because their style was inimitable.
By MojoRisin
With the first song, a lively rock piece... the Doors immediately give voice to a generation that must express itself freely, breaking down those stone walls.
'Light My Fire'... is probably their most famous piece.
By freigeist
"’Break on through to the other side!’ – those doors were the Doors, a limit reached beyond which no one would return."
"The eleven minutes of ‘The End’ express madness, loneliness, and resignation in a haunting, unforgettable final song."
