Have we talked about ‘The Doors Stage’ before? It’s that pretentious little phase you go through when your about 15 because no one understands you except Jim Morrison. You start burning incense, writing poetry and being a regular little gloomster-douche.
I had a heeaaavy Doors stage, grew my hair long, carried around an unread copy of Thus Spake Zarathustra and projected a wholly counterfeit broodiness that drove the girls at school nuts. Unfortunately I was too caught up in my own ‘What’s it all about, man?’ world to really capitalize on the girls, stupid little fucker that I was.
Anyway, I don’t regret going through ‘The Doors Stage’, it was good at the time and perhaps lead me in a better direction than I might have taken without it. Point is- it were a ‘stage’, a ‘period’, a ‘step in the process of development’, but for others it’s an obsession that never passes, an obsession that eventually turns your hairbrush into a real microphone… and when that happens… you’re fucked…
On this day in 1967 The Doors released their debut album and we thought it’d be nice to pay tribute to that here on the blog.
Initially we were going to post up some old live footage or something, but then we saw this…