The Doors – The Doors
The '60s were really incredible for music. Especially for us kids in the early stages of puberty and with an immense hunger for imagination. So many great bands and artists, so many stories and fantastic albums… After The Beatles and The Rolling Stones, we listened to everything we could get hold of, from The Monkees, The Hollies, Bee Gees, Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mich & Tich and Procol Harum to The Kinks, The Troggs, The Animals, The Yardbirds, Manfred Mann, The Byrds, The Beach Boys (not that much) and of course the brilliant The Who, Cream and the fantastic Led Zeppelin. Records and albums were coming in from all sides and we were exchanging them, borrowing and listening with extreme caution on our precious record players. Every here and there a new group entered into our lives and changed our perspective, philosophy, everything. And this happened strongly with The Doors when we got hold of their first album. Their music had a completely different drive, a different feel. With all the scandals, produced by Morrison on and off the stage on one side, and then listening to his gentle but powerful and sometimes evil-ish vocals, we all realised what explosive and provocative social and political power poetry could have if it was presented in the right context. And Morrison obviously knew how to do it well, god bless him and his soul. Many years later, when Laibach performed for the first time in Paris, we paid our respects to him at the Père Lachaise Cemetery. The bust was still there.