I was there too. Amazing times. I went to the Fillmore, Avalon and Winterland regularly. Janis Joplin and Big Brother at the Avalon every weekend with Jefferson Airplane and Quicksilver for a dollar. You name the band and they played there during those times. Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Paul Butterfield, CSN&Y, Jethro Tull and the list goes on. And I do remember most of it.😹
I was going to say the same thing. I owned that album when it came out and listened to it day and night for days on end. I even brought a portable record player to high school and played it on the quad. Fitting for the moment.
Having lived with these lyrics since '67, I have never discovered a path to reach upbeat coda. The last track on the album as it was Jim's last listen. Nice work at revealing the nuances of the darkness.
100%. And this whole clusterfuck is an end. I think the FDA and CDC can declare AR rifles a hazard to humans and ban them that way. Fuck Congress. And if not this way take over Remington and Ammo Corp for defense use
Yes, I remember growing up in NYC, 42nd street was one sex shop after another. Then the city changed zoning laws and made it so a sex shop had to be a certain distance from churches, and schools. It limited the amount of shops to one or two, and they had to move out. Getting creative and thinking outside the box, and we can get change.
And maybe the FBI could list the NRA as a domestic terror organization. Its members would then automatically become domestic terrorists. Cruz and ilk in Congress who are members in good standing - would they be kicked out? I'm trying to think out of the box, because staying inside this dark box of reality is becoming claustrophobic.
Great piece Greg. I've been reminded all week of the Harry Chapin song 'Sniper'. I believe it was written after the birth of the 'mass shooting' phenomena in the U.S. ie the Charles Whitman August 1st 1966 massacre at UT Austin.
Wow, I read his biography, and your comments explain him better to me. As chilling as the song is, the title of the (auto)biography “No One Here Gets Out Alive,” is another downer to the deep. BTW, the quote from Blake is a keeper.
As with Greg, in my youth I didn’t like The Doors. Now they are my favorite band from that era.
Talking Heads is my other favorite rock band.
A lot of music, like the Stones and Abba, sounds shallow to me now, even if I still enjoy listening to it. It’s like an old lover who isn’t as close as she used to be, but who you’re still fond of.
As of this morning, my wife and I now live in Washington state. The last few months I have been in moving hell. This past week in particular has been the week from moving hell. She is sick in bed, she’s been sick all week, even though underneath she is joyous because living on the water is her lifetime dream.
I am still a Californian. I will always be a Californian at heart. Now I’m just a displaced Californian.
I actually loved The Doors in my youth. I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area and saw them several times at the Fillmore and Winterland. They were amazing live, except for when Jim had over imbibed. Thank you for this post Greg. Much of their music was very intense and I still enjoy listening to it sometimes. And also, welcome to the Pacific NW Roland. I landed in Oregon 18 years ago by way of California and Idaho. I love it here.
Back to Ted the Turd…. I worked in a jr high with 1500 students and multiple “temp buildings.” I worked in a high school with 4,000 students. Ted is the epitome of breathing ignorance.
Jim Morrison was a Shaman who came to us at a crucial moment in time. Part of his being was about burning the candle at both ends. He was unrelenting in his quest to break on through. As much as the music machine tried to grab onto him, he pushed back and went the direction he was born to go. The Doors first album scared the ever loving shit out of me, yet I played it often as a pre teenager. His life and work exist so that you and I might live more fully.
Ted Cruz is a unbearable jackass, and unfettered access to firearms used in.warfare has turned our whole Nation into a warzone, Stochastic Terrorists that kill their victims just as dead as hypersonic missiles. What if there's a *fire* ffs?
Regarding the Doors and James Morrison, poet I could go on too long. I will limit myself to this: the Greek Tragedy you're thinking isn't the right one, the killer is Orestes. At least it makes the whole concoction of these lyrics easier to swallow. As Performance Art, The End has scarce company being so brilliant, the Band perfectly in synch
As my wife and I started to read your post the words "Alexa, play the end by the Doors" flowed. In our 70s our end is near. We read your words with Jim's voice filling the room.
Our golden years have turned to rust. Each day the horrors of everyday life fill our eyes and ears. The simple pleasures are drowned out by the screams of politicians who no longer govern, rather think their running for class president, not on a platform of good intentions but rather who can awaken the evil that lurks in all of us, a sick popularity contest.
We met to the tune of Light My Fire, the Jose Feliciano version. 50 years of marriage has passed. As our fire is being extinguished the sadness of life is front and center in our minds, the Ted Cruz et al insanity now the norm. Jim Morrison's lyrical and real suffering, I feel I understand it more now than ever.
Most likely Hedy Dab! We all danced together back then.
I was there too. Amazing times. I went to the Fillmore, Avalon and Winterland regularly. Janis Joplin and Big Brother at the Avalon every weekend with Jefferson Airplane and Quicksilver for a dollar. You name the band and they played there during those times. Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Paul Butterfield, CSN&Y, Jethro Tull and the list goes on. And I do remember most of it.😹
I never exactly put the words/meaning of the song together so clearly as you have now. Chilling.
I was going to say the same thing. I owned that album when it came out and listened to it day and night for days on end. I even brought a portable record player to high school and played it on the quad. Fitting for the moment.
Thanks. It's a pretty fantastic album, well worth blasting on the quad.
Thank you.
Having lived with these lyrics since '67, I have never discovered a path to reach upbeat coda. The last track on the album as it was Jim's last listen. Nice work at revealing the nuances of the darkness.
Thanks.
100%. And this whole clusterfuck is an end. I think the FDA and CDC can declare AR rifles a hazard to humans and ban them that way. Fuck Congress. And if not this way take over Remington and Ammo Corp for defense use
They have to get creative, or we're doomed.
Yes, I remember growing up in NYC, 42nd street was one sex shop after another. Then the city changed zoning laws and made it so a sex shop had to be a certain distance from churches, and schools. It limited the amount of shops to one or two, and they had to move out. Getting creative and thinking outside the box, and we can get change.
And maybe the FBI could list the NRA as a domestic terror organization. Its members would then automatically become domestic terrorists. Cruz and ilk in Congress who are members in good standing - would they be kicked out? I'm trying to think out of the box, because staying inside this dark box of reality is becoming claustrophobic.
Great piece Greg. I've been reminded all week of the Harry Chapin song 'Sniper'. I believe it was written after the birth of the 'mass shooting' phenomena in the U.S. ie the Charles Whitman August 1st 1966 massacre at UT Austin.
Thanks. One of these weeks I'll write about Chapin for sure...
Miss Harry, miss them all.
Wow, I read his biography, and your comments explain him better to me. As chilling as the song is, the title of the (auto)biography “No One Here Gets Out Alive,” is another downer to the deep. BTW, the quote from Blake is a keeper.
Sugarman wrote a great biography, worth reading two or three times
As with Greg, in my youth I didn’t like The Doors. Now they are my favorite band from that era.
Talking Heads is my other favorite rock band.
A lot of music, like the Stones and Abba, sounds shallow to me now, even if I still enjoy listening to it. It’s like an old lover who isn’t as close as she used to be, but who you’re still fond of.
As of this morning, my wife and I now live in Washington state. The last few months I have been in moving hell. This past week in particular has been the week from moving hell. She is sick in bed, she’s been sick all week, even though underneath she is joyous because living on the water is her lifetime dream.
I am still a Californian. I will always be a Californian at heart. Now I’m just a displaced Californian.
Welcome to the PNW Roland!
Thank you Stephen. 🙏
I too am a displaced Angelino. Though I've been up here since the late 70's
I actually loved The Doors in my youth. I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area and saw them several times at the Fillmore and Winterland. They were amazing live, except for when Jim had over imbibed. Thank you for this post Greg. Much of their music was very intense and I still enjoy listening to it sometimes. And also, welcome to the Pacific NW Roland. I landed in Oregon 18 years ago by way of California and Idaho. I love it here.
Thank you Karen 🙏
Well, if you loved The Doors in your youth, then you’re smarter than me. It took me a few additional decades to appreciate them.
You moved to Washington state?? We will miss you in CA.! At least your wife is living her dream.
Back to Ted the Turd…. I worked in a jr high with 1500 students and multiple “temp buildings.” I worked in a high school with 4,000 students. Ted is the epitome of breathing ignorance.
Jim Morrison was a Shaman who came to us at a crucial moment in time. Part of his being was about burning the candle at both ends. He was unrelenting in his quest to break on through. As much as the music machine tried to grab onto him, he pushed back and went the direction he was born to go. The Doors first album scared the ever loving shit out of me, yet I played it often as a pre teenager. His life and work exist so that you and I might live more fully.
Ted Cruz is a unbearable jackass, and unfettered access to firearms used in.warfare has turned our whole Nation into a warzone, Stochastic Terrorists that kill their victims just as dead as hypersonic missiles. What if there's a *fire* ffs?
Regarding the Doors and James Morrison, poet I could go on too long. I will limit myself to this: the Greek Tragedy you're thinking isn't the right one, the killer is Orestes. At least it makes the whole concoction of these lyrics easier to swallow. As Performance Art, The End has scarce company being so brilliant, the Band perfectly in synch
Wow, Greg! ❤️
"Ted Cruz established a new standard for gaslighting. This was the Mona Lisa, the Wilt Chamberlain 100-point game, of pure GOP bullshit"
"Too many doors"
#MangoWanker #Turdking #Mobster #Traitor
#GOPTraitorsToDemocracy
#MurdochWanker
#Murdoch
Nothing makes The End like the opening of Apocalypse Now.
https://youtu.be/CIrvSJwwJUE
Greg
As my wife and I started to read your post the words "Alexa, play the end by the Doors" flowed. In our 70s our end is near. We read your words with Jim's voice filling the room.
Our golden years have turned to rust. Each day the horrors of everyday life fill our eyes and ears. The simple pleasures are drowned out by the screams of politicians who no longer govern, rather think their running for class president, not on a platform of good intentions but rather who can awaken the evil that lurks in all of us, a sick popularity contest.
We met to the tune of Light My Fire, the Jose Feliciano version. 50 years of marriage has passed. As our fire is being extinguished the sadness of life is front and center in our minds, the Ted Cruz et al insanity now the norm. Jim Morrison's lyrical and real suffering, I feel I understand it more now than ever.
Greg. I think this is the best piece i have read by you. Great scribbling!
Such a great song. Probably my favorite Doors song, too.