Gatefold Double Vinyl LP, numbered in gold foil out of 500. Includes insert and download card.
Gatefold features Liner Notes written by L.A. punk legend Geza X.
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The Doors confuse me. I have an uneasy relationship with their music. After my first teenage foray into their albums, I've never felt comfortable admitting to myself that I like some of their songs. I can't figure out why. Their music is so ubiquitous on LA radio stations it leaves me numb. I remember scanning the dial once and hearing 3 of their songs playing simultaneously. How many times in a day do we really need to hear LA Woman? Do we have enough space in our collective head for another round of Mojo Risin'? This is such an obscure Doors song it appealed to me as a cover, because I love deep cuts. Lyrically primitive, “Go Insane” pretty much sums up the Morrison we all know and hate. He could have stopped here but he didn’t. The original was recorded as a demo in 1965 before Robby Krieger joined the band, and I'm almost certain that John Cale and Iggy lifted the piano stab from this one for "I Wanna Be Your Dog." It’s well known that early on Osterberg wanted to be Morrison, and that Stooges were signed to Electra, in a sense, to fill the void as the Tiny Doors. Morrison on the other hand just wanted to be Sinatra and the rest of the band just wanted to be as good as Love. In those ways, they didn't quite make it, did they? Still, the Doors were the quintessential LA band, alchemists that made perfectly resonant nuggets of AM Radio Gold. My version is a schizoid assemblage of all the voices I hear in my head, part lullaby, part Cooder slide homage, in which I break on through to the Motorik side.
