Today I am thinking of Jim Morrison and Brian Jones, both who passed on a July 3rd. Below is visiting Jim’s grave in 1975, before a headstone was laid. Because there was no marker the people wrote his lyrics and messages on surrounding tombs. One saying: This is the end, beautiful friend.
Here is a little version of his exquisite Crystal Ship. A true poet he was….
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly
The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line
Ahhh Jim... One late morning, after a late night in Laurel Canyon, my little sister and I went for my car and there was Jim standing in the middle of the street waving us down - could we give him a ride to Elektra Records, he was late to his recording session? He'd pay us $50. if we would. Of course, we would. I'd hang out at Elektra from time to time. When we got there, he invited us both in to watch the band record. That day, I met David Anderle, who was head of Elektra, and we became great friends. I also strolled into another control room and photographed Ricky Nelson recording. I barely remember watching the Doors session but my little sister told me Jim sat on the couch between us explaining to her everything happening.
Thank you for all your stories and memories of Jim and his work with the Doors. Music that I hear in the wind and stirms gathering by the sea.