I'll never wake up in a good mood again.I'm tired of these stinky boots
— An American Prayer
Jim Morrison was an American singer, songwriter and poet, the lead vocalist and main lyricist of the Doors, which he founded with keyboardist Ray Manzarek in Venice, California, in 1965. The band broke through with "Light My Fire" and made six studio albums with him, and he often recited poetry while the band played on stage.
His charisma, poetic lyrics and unpredictable performances, along with arrests and legal battles, made him one of the most influential and controversial frontmen in rock and a lasting symbol of 1960s youth rebellion. He struggled with alcohol and died in a Paris apartment in 1971, aged 27. The cause of his death remains disputed because no autopsy was carried out.
His charisma, poetic lyrics and unpredictable performances, along with arrests and legal battles, made him one of the most influential and controversial frontmen in rock and a lasting symbol of 1960s youth rebellion. He struggled with alcohol and died in a Paris apartment in 1971, aged 27. The cause of his death remains disputed because no autopsy was carried out.
Most quoted works
- The Lords and the New Creatures 6
- An American Prayer 3
- Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1 3
Door of passage to the other side, the soul frees itself in stride.
— The Lords and the New Creatures
It is wrong to assume that art needs the spectator in order to be. The film runs on without any eyes. The spectator cannot exist without it. It insures his existence.
— The Lords and the New Creatures
Sleep is an under-ocean dipped into each night.
— The Lords and the New Creatures
Do you know we are being led to / Slaughters by placid admirals& that fat slow generals are getting / Obscene on young blood / Do you know we are ruled by t.v.
— An American Prayer
In the holy solipsism of the young / Now I can't walk thru a citystreet w/out eying eachsingle pedestrian. I feelthier vibe thru myskin, the hair on my neck--- it rises.
— Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1
I am troubled, immeasurablyby your eyes. I am struck by the featherof your soft reply. The sound of glassspeaks quick, disdainand concealswhat your eyes fightto explain.
— Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1
There are things known and there are things unknownand in between are the doors.
— Letters from Joe
Through art they confuse us and blind us to our enslavement. Art adorns our prison walls, keeps us silent and diverted and indifferent.
— The Lords and the New Creatures
We are content with the 'given' in sensation's quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
— The Lords and the New Creatures