The old, elders, drivellers share exalt the old days-mythique- sort of golden age and make a condensed current time decay. In the Rock, the best is now. If I was 20 today, I would find that some group or singer / her today are excellent even in the already-legendary Radiohead disorder, Artic Monkeys, RHCP, Amy Winehouse Coldplay, Muse, Moby, Lenny Kravitz Green Day, Offspring, Franz Ferdinand, U2, dEUS, Alister, Black Desire, Fratellis, Cold War Kids, the Hives etc ... etc ... and sorry for those I forget at this time-specific and all would go without saying. But in June 1968, nothing was obvious in this France enguimauvée of nonsense, paralyzed, shaking chills at the idea that Halliday, an Antoine Polnareff or may represent the vanguard (and why not Richard Anthony Dario Moreno or) satanic hordes that transformed the old Albion Babylonian debauchery site, not to mention the Terror generated by the "Under the Cobblestones, the Beach" and things of that ilk. Now this is when I heard for the first time the Doors. I was already familiar to Hendrix, Clapton and all that could come out in the UK, bitten the Beatles, the Stones, the Who and the Spencer Davis Group without forgetting the Animals and the Kinks. There, on this hot evening, I was farted in his mouth ... something else, another sound, a staggering voice, airs that lock immediately in your head ... a door that opens to another how to play this wonderful music, weirdest, craziest, most unexpected. Anyway ... the Doors. This album is, in my opinion, they have done better with LA woman. A group of Legends, a mythical singer and some fabulous CD. That's what's left of them and this time that was not a golden age (it was rather the years of lead). I weep for the good old days (so old and not so good). I even find that those who put themselves at the Rock today have the bowl as they can discover the great bands of today, and rediscover the Founding Fathers prepare for tomorrows necessarily sing. In short, we must listen to what they have to Doors irreducibly inimitable, for their power of enchantment and this incredible creative depth that will not date them and do not would label "vintage" The Doors was not only music, it was also another view of another world. Proof by Strange Days.
