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Post by mortsahlfan on Nov 17, 2022 13:33:33 GMT -5
I asked about the recent Jim Morrison incident in Miami Beach,1 if Hendrix thought the Doors had perhaps gotten carried away.
“Well, if it happened, it is flipped out, but I’ve only heard reports. I guess you’d have to ask Morrison about that. I don’t want to talk about it. You know, we used to try to defend against some of the publicity, but we don’t anymore. They just ignore what you say anyway, and the people who know where you’re at know without asking questions. They know from the music … I dig music.
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Post by mortsahlfan on Nov 17, 2022 13:34:19 GMT -5
source:
“THE JIMI HENDRIX EXPERIENCE: SLOWING DOWN AND GROWING UP”
JOHN LOMBARDI | From DISTANT DRUMMER, April 17–23, 1969.
The JHE returned to America in mid-March. After a series of recording sessions and jams, their US tour began on April 11, 1969. The following day, Philadelphia’s underground paper sent its assistant editor to interview Hendrix.
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Post by mortsahlfan on Nov 17, 2022 13:40:51 GMT -5
I'll just add that it's sad that NO ONE came to Jim Morrison's defense... First off, regardless of what one heard, what happened to artistic license? Thousands of photos, not one of his dick? Even if he did, why wouldn't a fellow artist defend artistic license?
Those same cowards are now preaching about "wokism", which is nothing but a right-winged corporate trick to placate the mass, and to distract you from the exploits of Amazon (still paying $0 in federal tax) because Jeff Bozos took 20 seconds to type the latest trendy hash-tag. Forget the child labor. Forget Americans having to pee in bottles. Forget about all those suicide nets (Amazon warehouses in multiple countries, especially the China and the US) outside the window of the building because they can't fucking take it. And I know someone who worked there for a few weeks and quit because she didn't make shit.
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Post by mortsahlfan on Nov 17, 2022 13:51:28 GMT -5
(here's another Doors mention...)
The floor of the Spectrum was swarming by 8 PM, the little girls from the northeast and the deep South sides of the city all giggling in their French undershirts from Ward’s Folly. The giggles changed to screams at 8:15 when Mr. Noel Redding’s leather bells slithered out of the basketball exit up the steps to the revolving stage. They kept on screaming, right through the entire Fat Mattress act and on into Hendrix, who arrived wearing a velvet sash around his head, de-emphasizing the short hair.
He did “Let Me Stand Inside [sic] Your Fire” and “Red House,” then drove everybody totally mad with “Foxey Lady” and “I Don’t Live Today.”
But then, with all the little girls panting and waiting, he announces a song for “Beefy, in the hospital,” and it was a slow blues—“Hear My Train a Comin’”—and was completely out of context. It broke the sexy undercurrents, and although Jimi played with his teeth and got down on his knees in subsequent numbers, he failed to “do” his guitar or any of the other things the kids had turned out for.
When it was over, they tried to tear at his sash anyway, but the cops had a relatively easy time getting him out.
“It wasn’t like that last year,” one little cherub was telling another as they adjusted their eye shadow in the mirror next to the big Schlitz beer sign near the press box. “I wish The Doors would come in.”
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Post by mortsahlfan on Nov 17, 2022 13:57:41 GMT -5
1. After a Doors concert on March 1, 1969, the City of Miami issued six warrants for the arrest of Jim Morrison: a felony charge of lewd and lascivious behavior and five misdemeanors, which included two counts of indecent exposure, two of public profanity, and one of public drunkenness.
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