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[Publius note: All text in this weekends Canteen contribution was written by John Kruth for his article in The Observer.]
One glance at the cover of the Doors debut album and you knew the summer of love was over, and the flower children were headed straight for the sanitarium. These Doors, as drummer John Densmore later quipped, were clearly unhinged.
Ray Manzarek carried the stern countenance of a Protestant preacher, hunched over the keyboard driving Jim Morrison into new, uncharted realms as he delivered psychedelic sermons. Manzareks studied glare behind his rimless glasses and stiff, formal appearance (preferring suits to the colorful ad-hoc hippie esthetic) gave him the air of a tidy yet maniacal schoolmaster while guitarist Robby Kreiger resembled a frazzled Venice Beach ragamuffin. And Densmore just seemed like that guy in high school you knew you had to keep away from your little sister. Well, they all did, but none more so than the self-proclaimed Lizard King, Jim Morrison.
True rock n roll seethes with danger, bordering at times on madness, whether Jerry Lee Lewis pounding his piano like a man possessed by the devil he feared, or Jimi Hendrix feedback melting your face as he nonchalantly asked, Are you experienced?
Released on January 4, 1967, the Doors self-titled debut presented the peace and love crowd with a strange invitation. Like some crazy stranger you just met, Jim stands on a precarious precipice, arm stretched out beckoning you to leap with him into the great unknown.
In honor of the albums 50th anniversary, we present you with a song-by-song synopsis of one of rocks most enduring debut albums.
Break On Through kicks off with Densmores hard-grooving Latin beat and an electric piano vamp reminiscent of Ray Charles What I Say. If one song sums up the Doors take-no-prisoners philosophy, its Break On Through.
Like Welsh poet Dylan Thomas metaphorical manifesto Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night or James Deans tortured teenager in Rebel Without a Cause, the song stands as a testament against societal complacency, challenging you to forge your own individual path through life, no matter the risk or how emotionally messy it may get. Im interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, Jim Morrison once proclaimed, apparently even at the price of his own self-preservation.