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You Make Me Real Nov 16, 2011 11:27:18 GMT

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Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Nov 16, 2011 11:27:18 GMT

I really want you, really do
Really need ya baby, God knows I do
'Cause I'm not real enough without you
Oh, what can I do?
You make me real
You make me feel like lovers feel
You make me throw away mistaken misery
Make me free, love, make me free

I really want you, really do
Really need ya baby, really do
Well I'm not real enough without yo
Oh, what can I do? You make me real
Only you have that appeal
So let me slide into your tender sunken sea
Make me free, love, make me free
You make me real
You make me feel like lovers feel
You make me throw away mistaken misery
Make me free, love, make me free
Make me free
You make me real

"That's the trouble with reality!....
it's taken far too seriously!
I do hope God is good to me and Santa Claus to the children!
Celebrate...this parties over...I'm going home!"

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You Make Me Real Nov 16, 2011 11:30:32 GMT

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Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Nov 16, 2011 11:30:32 GMT

Now this was probably a candidate for most awful Doors song written during the Morrison era.
Amazingly written by Morrison.
Another obvious filler track to make up for the fact Jim was drying up as a songwriter due to a variety of factors from disillusionment to drunkenness likely caused by the souring of his relationship with the rest of the band since 1968.

"That's the trouble with reality!....
it's taken far too seriously!
I do hope God is good to me and Santa Claus to the children!
Celebrate...this parties over...I'm going home!"

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You Make Me Real Dec 24, 2011 8:49:04 GMT

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Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Dec 24, 2011 8:49:04 GMT

Another huge surprise must be the fact that You Make Me Real is one of the earliest Doors songs.
Along with Indian Summer it was probably mined from Jim's notebooks as a filler for the Morrison Hotel LP and could possibly have been recorded as Indian Summer was during the August 1966 recording session..

At least this now puts paid to the idea that in someway this was written for Patricia Kennealy which is a popular train of thought.

Another in the soon (hopefully) to be released London Fog set this number dates from at least early 1966 and more likely was one of the tunes The Doors rehearsed when Robby joined the band.

One of the poorest Doors tunes perhaps but an invaluable piece of Doors History showing the evolution of America's greatest rock outfit.

Last Edit: Dec 24, 2011 8:50:27 GMT by TheWallsScreamedPoetry

"That's the trouble with reality!....
it's taken far too seriously!
I do hope God is good to me and Santa Claus to the children!
Celebrate...this parties over...I'm going home!"