L.A. Woman - The Doors

It started with a movie. In 1991 a bunch of us went to Middlesbrough to see the new Oliver Stone film, 'The Doors'. To say I loved it was an understatement and I immediately set about collecting anything that was 'Doors' related; Books, CDs, videos, posters and T Shirts. You name it.
I was actually already aware of 'The Doors' through our Thursday trips to the Gemini but the movie tipped me over the edge!
The obsession reached a peak when in 1992, during an Inter-rail trip, Rid and I insisted that we visit Paris so we could 'meet' Jim - well his grave anyway. Arriving at his grave was a strange experience - the place was packed! A whole range of people were at his side; dopers, slackers, punks, hippies and 'regular' types. (I apologise for the dated stereotypical labelling but it was the only way I can describe the scene). There was an air of deference - or there was until JG read his head stone and blurted 'Douglas? His middle name is Douglas?' and started laughing. Needless to say, we made a quick exit.
Although all of their albums are worth a listen, this is by far the most approachable. It's a very bluesy affair and less prone to psychedelic doodling; 'Love Her Madly' and 'Riders On The Storm' being the most well known tracks here.
As for the movie that started me off? Well it is rubbish isn't it? Mostly fictional but since when did that get in the way of a good story?