“you don’t have to carry a Glock 9mm anymore.”- Ray Manzarek
I keep seeing posts and memorials for the Sandy Hook shootings last year—one of many tragedies that will always bother my soul. While I did learn to shoot, I don’t own any guns.
I’m reminded of a moment during my interview with Ray Manzarek last April when he alluded to a shooting death that also dominated the headlines. It came about as he was talking about his spirituality and hopes for humanity.
Today is Tom Waits’ birthday and tomorrow is Jim Morrison’s birthday and it motivated me to dig up an interview I had with Ray Manzarek of The Doors last April. I brought up Tom Waits in reference to the uniqueness of Ray’s voice and how his deep voice reminded me of Tom’s interesting sound. Ray was a bit surprised. And then he brought up astrology… and Uranus. Awesomeness.
The Doors and Jim Morrison have been a huge influence in my life. They even inspired the name of my band Kicking Down Doors. I’m lucky to have had the chance to speak with Ray Manzarek last year about his music and memories. The above clip is an excerpt from my phone interview when I asked Ray if he thought Jim would love or hate social media.
…if there was a chance of writing, Morrison would be right there. He was a writer.
“Thelonious, he was so weird, he wandered the twilight streets of Harlem in winter with no hat on his hair—sweating, blowing fog. In his head, he heard it all ringing. Often he heard whole choruses by Lester or Bird or Dizzy or Bags…”
This is my FAVORITE Eyes of the World and I don’t know what show it’s from—though I’m thinking it’s from a Dick’s Picks. Anyone out there know which show it is? HELP A DEADHEAD OUT! 🙂
This all started with facebook—AGAIN—as I was hanging out in the “Just Grateful” facebook group and someone asked a simple question “What’s your favorite Dead show?” Of course, I’ve talked about this before, but mine is Fillmore East 2/11/69. Then, I remembered there was a version of Eyes of the World that I especially liked but had the hardest time trying to figure out which one it was. At first, I mistakenly thought it was a 15min long version from Dick’s Picks Volume 10 but no, that version was too fast. But thanks to technology, I at least found the mp3 file BUT I DON’T KNOW THE SHOW.
So, during Splintered’s set break at Abbey Bar, I met an interesting Iranian fellow and we were just blabbing away about the Grateful Dead—how we discovered it, songs we love, how apparently Jerry Garcia resembles Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (this guy was dropping some serious knowledge), I told him I sang with Pure Jerry, etc.—and then it happened…
While I was describing the critical, cryptical moment that turned me onto the Grateful Dead and subsequently changed my life, he immediately knew, and sang perfectly, the magical guitar riff from the 2-11-69 Fillmore East show.
And I just lost my shit and screamed and jumped up and down. And then we both lost our shit and jumped up and down again during the Splintered second set when we heard “The Wheel”. And we just jumped up and down screaming, “THE WHEEL!”