Sunday, July 3, 2011

jim morrison

James Douglas "Jim" Morrison 
(December 8, 1943 – July 3, 1971)

Jim Morrison was found dead in his bathtub in Paris. Alternatively known as The Changeling, The Lizard King, The Erotic Politician, American Poet, Dionysus, and Mr. Mojo Risin'; this provocateur pushed the bounds of rock and roll and the doors of perception with his shamanistic performance poetry. He was fascinated with crowd manipulation and the duality of man; and is the first figure in rock history to be arrested onstage while putting on a concert. In 1971, he relocated to France with his common-law wife Pamela Courson, perhaps to evade prosecution for an obscenity charge in the US. Morrison was found by Courson in the bathtub of their apartment at Rue Beautreillis on the Right Bank after a night of drinking. No autopsy was performed because the medical examiner found no evidence of foul play; which has led to numerous theories about the circumstances around his death. The official story is that he died of a heart attack. Although at the time Courson told the police that Jim didn't do drugs; she confessed to friends that they were doing heroin. His body was buried in secret at the Pere Lachaise Cemetary in Paris.

'Ghost Song' comes from the posthumous Doors release 'An American Prayer' for which the surviving members of the band provided a soundtrack to spoken word performances Morrison had done.

Shake dreams for your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day
And choose the sign of your day,
The day's divinity.
First thing you see."

'Five To One' is from the album 'Waiting for the Sun'.

"No one here gets out alive"

'When The Music's Over' is from the album 'Strange Days'.

"Cancel my subscription to the resurrection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends, alive, she cried, waitin' for me outside
Before I sink into the big sleep I want to hear,
I want to hear the scream of the butterfly "

The Oedipal phantasmagoric psychodrama of 'The End' is from the band's self-titled debut.

"This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land"

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