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Rating: THE REVIEW
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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This review passionately honors Jim Morrison and The Doors' debut album, highlighting its poetic lyrics and iconic status in rock history. The author expresses deep personal connection and admiration for Morrison’s complex persona and lyrical brilliance. Despite Morrison's flaws, the album remains a beloved legend filled with timeless tracks and evocative imagery.Tracklist Lyrics Videos
The Doors
American rock band formed in Los Angeles in 1965. Core members: Jim Morrison (vocals), Ray Manzarek (keyboards), Robby Krieger (guitar), John Densmore (drums). Known for a distinctive organ-led sound, theatrical live shows and landmark albums (The Doors, Strange Days, L.A. Woman).64 Reviews
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By Grasshopper
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The Doors is one of the cornerstones of Rock, if not the cornerstone of all rock-blues.
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By francis
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They haven’t influenced a damn thing, and certainly not because their style was inimitable.
By MojoRisin
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By freigeist
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