I first listened to jim morisson and the doors towards the end of my third year as a medical student in tirunelveli.. i happened to be lucky enough to get the friendship of one mr vasu anand,- who called himself as LUCIFER-who , to me , at that point of time was something of an aficionado -what with scribbling pink floyd lyrics in the back pages of his pharmac notes and painting in gaudy orange color, the walls of his worn down hostel room as ROCK HEAVEN- boy, i was truly impressed..
at that time, i was trying to get over a girl who denied my courtship and began to look up to me in fraternal terms- which, obviously is much more of an insult and disgrace than plain hatred and turning one's proposal down.. and then jim was hissing over his own voice in RIDERS ON THE STORM.. at that point of time, it was something new to me.. here was a song that used the rain as something of a shamanic cry..his voice had that faunal abandon.. before i saw his face , his voice led me to assume that he must be an intellectual of some sort, though later his prankster outlook did nothing to dispel that initial notion.. rather, it only enhanced the enigma that was his whole persona... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_-2TNXqEP-Y
the END was a call to the darkness within, a darkness divine and unique , something we have always been instructed to be ashamed of, by our teachers,- who, doubtless are ashamed of themselves- the song , at first sounded very dystopic, the modern oedipus calling his children to the ever open gates of euthanasiac apocalypse.. only later, i could see it was a voice that sung on behalf of the battered young generation of the 60's america.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDN9y2vTdUs
what was unique about the sixties america.. what made them what they were.. these are questions that i asked myself very much later...
beyond this, it would help a little, if you would listen to the two doors songs....
p.s. i am intending to post this on a part by part basis.. so people can stop me writing this by expressing their dislike..i will be very encouraged if i get a overwhelming 100% dislike.. i will still post the article.. hurray to counterculture
the END was a call to the darkness within, a darkness divine and unique , something we have always been instructed to be ashamed of, by our teachers,- who, doubtless are ashamed of themselves- the song , at first sounded very dystopic, the modern oedipus calling his children to the ever open gates of euthanasiac apocalypse.. only later, i could see it was a voice that sung on behalf of the battered young generation of the 60's america.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDN9y2vTdUs
what was unique about the sixties america.. what made them what they were.. these are questions that i asked myself very much later...
beyond this, it would help a little, if you would listen to the two doors songs....
p.s. i am intending to post this on a part by part basis.. so people can stop me writing this by expressing their dislike..i will be very encouraged if i get a overwhelming 100% dislike.. i will still post the article.. hurray to counterculture
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