The Doors just like many any other great bands from the 60s, are quite an enlightening band that have gone down to history, becoming memorable and well known for their psychedelic and rock n’ roll tunes. It is quite an honour to own a record of the The Doors’ self-titled debut, because it’s quite amazing. This is a perfect example of the early days when the band was working together successfully, unlike in their later record “Soft Parade” which wasn’t that popular to the fans, and Jim Morrison was having a bit of a tough time in general to put his entire focus onto that record. In contrast their first record was a popular success, it was what won the crowds over and got the girls screaming over Jim Morrison’s Grecian God-like face and curls.
In fact, I have the vinyl record which I religiously play like some kind of ritual every now and then. It is for this matter that I encourage those who are fans of The Doors to also listen to the vinyl record version of it, because it emits a kind of rawness that a random downloaded MP3 version of it could not (just like many other records as you’ll find with vinyls), it’s this emotion that each lyric can impose on you, something like a trance. It also feels as if you are suddenly in that artist/band’s world and you suddenly make sense of everything, you get vibes that feel almost godly-like and obviously out of this world. All this probably differs from person to person depending on how you initially view music, however I can assure you that listening to the record version has a more raw factor to it. With The Doors’ self-titled debut record I can feel the words Jim Morrison is singing as they echo to Ray Manzarek’s keyboard playing and come back through the speakers enlightening your mind into different parts that you never knew you had.I believe this experience to be powerful in terms of music, not to mention Jim Morrison’s outstanding lyrics, turning poetry into a simple rock n’ roll song .
The best part is “The End”, and I always save myself for that last track on the record. The lyrics always get me, they roll with the music and therefore compliment it along with Jim Morrison’s monologue feel that it has. Robby Krieger’s guitar plucking at the beginning enchants you into the song, flying you into the world where Jim Morrison’s words are, and throughout the song you get past those words by going through a journey of relationships, self-encounter and isolation.
Sure, one could argue that listening to it on loud speakers on an iPod could provide with the same groovy feeling, but that’s not the entire truth, because it all lies in its beautiful rawness. It’s even the ritual of putting the record into the player, and then handling the needle down gently, which makes records even more ‘ritualist’, making music feel like a religion. The Doors are a great band to indulge deep into this experience, both lyrically and instrumentally, but I suppose it’s all about what the record means to you personally as well.