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Posted by RonPrice , 25 February 2012 · 941 views

personal rock-and-roll music the sixties
Within an electrifying few years during the 1960s, rock ’n’ roll was transformed from a brash diversion of antsy teenagers into a serious genre that threatened to rival the traditional fine arts.1 A new band the Doors, was instrumental in this swift transformation, a transformation accompanied by a new form of radicalism that had begun to evolve in the ’60, sometimes called the counter-culture. It was a culture which rejected the norms of middle-class life in America and welcomed a new hedonism associated with sex, drugs and rock music.2

The Doors were a Los Angeles band. Its charismatic but tormented and self-­destructive lead singer, Jim Morrison, attained cult-like status after his mysterious death at age 27 in Paris in 1971, only four years after the release of their first album. Jim Morrison was one of the superstars of this new rock ‘n’ roll: sexual shaman, surf-born Dionysus, hippie Adonis, classic rock artist from my yesteryear. -Ron Price with thanks to 1Camille Paglia, “Listening to the Doors, “ The New York Times on the Web, 2 December 2011, and 2Wallace Fowlie, Rimbaud and Jim Morrison, Duke UP, Durham, 1993, p. 122.

You were buried four days before
I arrived in Australia1 to continue
my peripatetic existence……The
wanderer was the strongest image
in your last writings The American
Night.2 By then I, too, was one of
those wanderers and that would be
my story until that 21st century.

Poems, vestiges of some vaster drama
of man, reflections of fires, after life
in a dry desert where some secret
sweetness insinuated itself through
despair’s bleached skull….part of a
vision in some serene, cool, & calm,
grass-growing mood, some endless
adventure-which had in those early
days got twisted beyond the reach of
crazy sorrow, yes, in those wild days
of hedonism and the counterculture,
schizo-affective disorders and those
mysterious dispensations of Providence.

Love came, in time, to thrive in the desert;
I was able to astonish death, face its cold
face of blackness & come out in the arms
of some faithful souls who leavened this
world of being for the great work ahead
that would be my days and would furnish
the power through which the arts of words
would manifest themselves so abundantly.3

Ron Price, 8 January 1998, and updated 24/2/’12

1 Jim Morrison was buried on 8 July 1971 and I arrived in Australia on 12 July 1971.
2 This was Morrison’s Wilderness Volume I - The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison: 1966-1971, not published until 1990.
3 What little love accomplished has been by the most laborious and uphill work. I wish now I’d never relaxed or looked back but said to myself “love found my line. From now on this comes first. This is my immediate duty. Without this I am nothing.” -Scott Fitzgerald, On Writing, editor, Larry Phillips, Charles Scribner’s s Sons, NY, 1985, pp.131-2.

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