Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Apr 25, 2006 22:50:23 GMT
40 years ago this summer.
Jim Morrison died pretty much 40 years to the day The Doors were conceived on a sunny Venice Beach day.
This was originally a 35 year thread but I updated it to a 40 year one.
What?.... if anything... does this milestone mean....to you personally....to music in general....?
It's weird how back in 1971 when I discovered Morrison was dead I was a bit annoyed as I had planned to see The Doors with him in any future Brit tours they did........I had no knowledge of how fed up he was with being a rock star and how he was pissed at the guys cos they sold him out to Buick.......I did not know that he had in effect left the band and would not likely return.
For me aged 15 The Doors would have continued with Jim and made albums and toured......It was also weird that when The Doors came to Newcastle on May 10th 1972 and I could have easily gone to the gig as a bus company was running a bus to the show I did not go.....something I regret today as I know guys who were not Doors fans who went and enjoyed the show but something about going seemed wrong somehow......even today I cannot explain why I did not go to that gig......I was not in mourning for Jim or anything daft like that and I enjoyed the post Jim Doors albums but something was wrong something was not quite right...obviously I know better now......but back then I was justa kid and I did not shed a tear for Jim Morrison.....not until July 4th 2002 when I visited his grave again after making my first ever visit the day before on July 3rd....
unlike that day I was not in the company of my friends and had opted to wander the cemetery alone that morning and found myself on my own at his grave around 10 that morning and sat for a while and have to admit was overcome a bit by the enormity of what I had held as so important for so many years.....30 years I'd waited to get there and if not for Snakey I might not have made it......I was glad I did as I met so many lovely friends and it was good to finally get to meet this dude and say thanks for everything.....even if he could not answer back.......35 years on I know a lot more than I did then and much of it simply confirms what I 'knew' back in 1971......the poetry side was not always my bag and it took me 30 years to finally appreciate the written words but I got there in the end......
feel free to share any thoughts whatsoever on Jim and his music and words......place your fave poetry here and if you can.... share what it means to you.......this thread celebrates 35 years of a mortal man who could be an arce when he wanted but was not that bad a human being really he was a great artist and performer and a sometimes great poet. But for me I remember him because in the words of Ray Manzarek....Jim Morrison was 'real'....he was no fake......thats what i like most....he had honesty and integrity and belief in his art.....his words and music survive because of the legend that was his death but the integrity behind them sometimes gets forgotten......I argue with folks all the time as many of you know but thats because I learned to speak with passion from reading about Jim Morrison.......for me there is no grey area about this.......I am no fair weather Doors fan....I actually 'believe'..........and I am too old to be anything but the contemptuous gobshite I am and I owe it to one guy....James Douglas Morrison.........I remember when I lived in Croydon........there was a record shop on Drummond Street called 101 Records that I used to visit every week......on the wall 10 yards from the door someone had scrawled 'Jim & Pam Live'.......I never walked down Drummond Street without checking to see that it was still there.....in the three and a half years I lived in Croydon...that was always on the wall near 101 records.......it meant a lot to see that.....years later I found myself for the first time in my life standing up in front of a bunch of people and reading Jim Morrison's words .......a scary but uplifting experience I intend to repeat in July at Stuart & Nicks 2nd Tribute In Motion.......its hard to put into words what all this shit means to me.....I know many here think me a gobshite
and thats fair enough as I can be a pain in the ass when I wanna be but there is something magical in music to me that has been inside me since I was able to stand up and of all the wonders music has meant to me The Doors stand up there alone as something to hold dear!
I love The Doors and I love the friends I have gathered around me on this little thin raft of ours and I look forward to saying thanks to the dude that makes it all possible....
35 years gone......we don't forget mate....and I do hope we never do!cheers dude
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burned gold into our hair
At night, we swam the laughin' sea
When summer's gone
Where will we be
Jim Morrison died pretty much 40 years to the day The Doors were conceived on a sunny Venice Beach day.
This was originally a 35 year thread but I updated it to a 40 year one.
What?.... if anything... does this milestone mean....to you personally....to music in general....?
It's weird how back in 1971 when I discovered Morrison was dead I was a bit annoyed as I had planned to see The Doors with him in any future Brit tours they did........I had no knowledge of how fed up he was with being a rock star and how he was pissed at the guys cos they sold him out to Buick.......I did not know that he had in effect left the band and would not likely return.
For me aged 15 The Doors would have continued with Jim and made albums and toured......It was also weird that when The Doors came to Newcastle on May 10th 1972 and I could have easily gone to the gig as a bus company was running a bus to the show I did not go.....something I regret today as I know guys who were not Doors fans who went and enjoyed the show but something about going seemed wrong somehow......even today I cannot explain why I did not go to that gig......I was not in mourning for Jim or anything daft like that and I enjoyed the post Jim Doors albums but something was wrong something was not quite right...obviously I know better now......but back then I was justa kid and I did not shed a tear for Jim Morrison.....not until July 4th 2002 when I visited his grave again after making my first ever visit the day before on July 3rd....
unlike that day I was not in the company of my friends and had opted to wander the cemetery alone that morning and found myself on my own at his grave around 10 that morning and sat for a while and have to admit was overcome a bit by the enormity of what I had held as so important for so many years.....30 years I'd waited to get there and if not for Snakey I might not have made it......I was glad I did as I met so many lovely friends and it was good to finally get to meet this dude and say thanks for everything.....even if he could not answer back.......35 years on I know a lot more than I did then and much of it simply confirms what I 'knew' back in 1971......the poetry side was not always my bag and it took me 30 years to finally appreciate the written words but I got there in the end......
feel free to share any thoughts whatsoever on Jim and his music and words......place your fave poetry here and if you can.... share what it means to you.......this thread celebrates 35 years of a mortal man who could be an arce when he wanted but was not that bad a human being really he was a great artist and performer and a sometimes great poet. But for me I remember him because in the words of Ray Manzarek....Jim Morrison was 'real'....he was no fake......thats what i like most....he had honesty and integrity and belief in his art.....his words and music survive because of the legend that was his death but the integrity behind them sometimes gets forgotten......I argue with folks all the time as many of you know but thats because I learned to speak with passion from reading about Jim Morrison.......for me there is no grey area about this.......I am no fair weather Doors fan....I actually 'believe'..........and I am too old to be anything but the contemptuous gobshite I am and I owe it to one guy....James Douglas Morrison.........I remember when I lived in Croydon........there was a record shop on Drummond Street called 101 Records that I used to visit every week......on the wall 10 yards from the door someone had scrawled 'Jim & Pam Live'.......I never walked down Drummond Street without checking to see that it was still there.....in the three and a half years I lived in Croydon...that was always on the wall near 101 records.......it meant a lot to see that.....years later I found myself for the first time in my life standing up in front of a bunch of people and reading Jim Morrison's words .......a scary but uplifting experience I intend to repeat in July at Stuart & Nicks 2nd Tribute In Motion.......its hard to put into words what all this shit means to me.....I know many here think me a gobshite

I love The Doors and I love the friends I have gathered around me on this little thin raft of ours and I look forward to saying thanks to the dude that makes it all possible....
35 years gone......we don't forget mate....and I do hope we never do!cheers dude
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burned gold into our hair
At night, we swam the laughin' sea
When summer's gone
Where will we be