*shitty circus music starts playing*
>I EAT MORE CHICKEN THAN ANY MAN EVER SEEN
>*shitty guitar solo*
>SHE GET HIIIIGH
>SHE GET HIIIIIIIIIIGH
>SHE GET HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH
>*shitty ten minute keyboard solo*
>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
>*song ends*
bravo Jim Morrison, thanks for your great ""contributation""" to music history
*shitty circus music starts playing*
They shouldve been named The Orb
>hey bros i just wrote this fine tune called Light My Fire
>cool! Let's ruin it with a garbage keyboard solo
>OOH MAMA
>*5 minute organ solo*
literally every doors song
>OH YEAH LITTLE GIRL
>*drunk guitar solo*
>*12 minute organ interlude*
>*a mumbling, incoherent spoken word section*
>YEAH
get back to Radiohead, this is not for you
Still better than Neutral Milk Hotel.
The doors are pretty cool but I don't see how anyone could really love them when to me Hendrix did the blues/psych thing infinitely better
They weren’t a psych band though. Just a good pop band.
And the songs are REALLY strong. Take “Wishful Sinful”, an album cut off of perhaps their weakest album, the Soft Parade. Give it to John Mayer today and it’d be an album highlight.
Based
>implying that isn’t the best part
So much butthurt in this thread ahaha
Circuses are pretty lit dude.
>I EAT MORE CHICKEN THAN ANY MAN EVER SEEN
Why does this sound so based ?
you already made this exact thread yesterday you turbo giga ultra fagosaurus rex
because hes referring to gobbling clit and ass, morrison was BASED
this thread is posted 3x a day lol DOORS Are fucking based OP remember if morrison were still here he could plow your mother if he wanted to.
Disliking the Doors is indicative of not only low test but also low IQ
>contributation
You gave yourself away.
>implying Radiohead isn't millenial The Doors
OP must be listening to trap you fucking idiot
u stupid faggot dont make that comparison not ever again , u deserve to have your guts spilled for that one bub
Go back and jerk off to Billie Eilish normie
the projection is just too unreal to bear.
die of a heart attack your life is of no real value and you hold radiohead in high regards i'm sure, go out to a planet fitness or something and reel you in some pussy you bitch.
Awake.
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day
And choose the sign of your day,
The day's divinity.
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach
And a cool jeweled moon.
Couples naked race down
By its quiet side,
And we laugh like
Soft mad children
Smug in the wooly
Cotton brains of infancy.
The music and voices
Are all around us.
Choose they croon
The ancient ones,
The time has come again.
Choose now they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake.
Enter again the sweet forest.
Enter the hot dream
Come with us.
Everything is broken up
And dances.
Indians scattered on
Dawn's highway bleeding,
Ghosts crowd the young child's
Fragile egg-shell mind.
Correct
nobody care
saw jim morrison’s grave in paris. people were climbing over the railings put around it to leave flowers and notes and to touch the headstone. they had to move his grave a couple times because couples kept having sex on top of it.
american prayer is a masterpiece and one of my favourite albums but i don’t care for much of the other doors discography besides the big singles like riders on the storm or this is the end. RIP jim