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 Broj poruka: 5814 Datum upisa: 18.03.2009
 | Naslov: Doors Sub Mar 21 2009, 00:03 | |
| "If the doors of perception were cleaned, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite." (Kad bi se vrata percepcije pročistila, sve bi izgledalo onako kakvo jest, neomeđeno). (William Blake) Grupa The Doors je osnovana 1965. u Los Angelesu pod imenom Rick and the Ravens, a prvi članovi su bili pjevač Jim Morrison, klavijaturist Ray Manzarek te Rayova braća Rick i Jim. Nakon nekoliko demo snimaka i koncerata, Morrison i Manzarek napuštaju grupu i, zajedno sa gitaristom Robbiejem Kriegerom i bubnjarom Johnom Densmoreom osnivaju Doorse. Članove grupe vezala je ljubav prema jazzu, bluesu i klasičnoj glazbi; Densmore je prije bio jazz bubnjar, Manzarek je imao klasično pijanističko obrazovanje, dok je Krieger svirao flamenco i tek godinu dana ranije kupio prvu električnu gitaru. Krieger je bio glavni pokretački element u glazbi grupe, dok je Morrison bio "čovjek riječi", koji je iz svoje bujne i nemirne mašte izvlačio mračne slike nasilja, smrti i ljubavi. Prvi album grupe, nazvan jednostavno "The Doors" (1966.), mogao bi se najkraće opisati kao "best of" grupe, budući da su gotovo sve pjesme odmah postale hitovi, poput "Light My Fire", "Break On Through", "The End", "Soul Kitchen", uz dvije obrade koje su Doorsi praktički prisvojili i zasjenili originale. Drugi album, "Strange Days" (1967.), predstavlja kreativni vrhunac grupe, uz mnogo glazbenih inovacija, ali i razvoj Morrisonove poezije, osobito u recitativu "Horse Latitudes" i desetminutnoj "When The Music's Over". Ta je pjesma, uz "The End" sa prvog albuma, potpun opis Morrisonove ličnosti, u kojoj se suprotstavljaju nemir i strast, odnosno želja za ostvarenjem cilja i svijest o nemogućnosti promjene postojećeg stanja. Njegova sklonost ka teatralnoj autodestrukciji dovodi do niza ekscesa u kojima se sukobljuje sa zakonom, ali i sa članovima grupe. Treći album, "Waiting For The Sun" (1968), jasno je pokazao sve veće razilaženje između Morrisona, koji se sve više okreće svojim unutarnjim demonima, koje je opisao u "The Celebration Of The Lizard" (na albumu se pojavio samo odlomak "Not To Touch The Earth") i ostatka grupe. Također, protivljenje vijetnamskom ratu i službenoj američkoj politici, opisani u "The Unknown Soldier" i "Five To One" dovode do sukoba sa organima vlasti, koji su ih i prije napadali radi tematike i načina izvedbe pjesama. Ipak, Doorsi nikad nisu bili dio hippy pokreta, premda su mu se približili albumom "The Soft Parade" (1969.), koji se općenito smatra njihovim najslabijim ostvarenjem, uz mnogo puhačkih instrumenata i neobičnih kompozicija, među kojima je najzanimljivija i najslojevitija upravo naslovna pjesma. Po prvi puta, pjesme su potpisane imenima autora, a ne, kao prije, imenom grupe.  |
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 Broj poruka: 5814 Datum upisa: 18.03.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sub Mar 21 2009, 00:05 | |
| Neslaganja unutar grupe smanjena su kompromisnim rješenjem i okretanjem jednostavnim skladbama pretežito blues ugođaja. Album "Morrison Hotel" (1970.) donio je osvježenje u glazbi Doorsa, uz nekoliko balada i općepoznati "Roadhouse Blues". Morrisonovo loše zdravstveno stanje nije smanjilo žestinu koncertnih nastupa niti njegovu kreativnost, no 3. srpnja 1971. godine dobiva srčani udar i umire u stanu u Parizu. Dovršeni studijski materijal objavljen je posthumno na albumu "L.A. Woman", posljednjem remek-djelu grupe. Morrison je ostao dosljedan samom sebi do kraja u pjesmama kao što su "L.A. Woman" i zlokobni "Riders On The Storm", koji su sumornim ugođajem i tematikom nagovijestili skori kraj. Nakon Morrisonove smrti, Krieger, Manzarek i Densmore objavljuju pod imenom The Doors još dva albuma - "Other Voices" (1971.) i "Full Circle" (1972.), no njihov komercijalni neuspjeh uvjerio ih je da se okrenu Morrisonovoj ostavštini i rad grupe povezuju isključivo s njegovim imenom. Preostali studijski zapisi i fragmenti njegove poezije kombinirani sa naknadno snimljenom glazbom objavljeni su na albumu "An American Prayer" (1978.). Zaostale, uglavnom koncertne snimke Doorsa objavljene su na albumima "Absolutely Live", "The Doors In Concert", "Bright Midnight", odnosno na box setu "Without The Safety Net".
ZANIMLJIVOSTI:
- Riječi "I am the Lizard King, I can do anything" se pojavljuju u "The Celebration Of The Lizard" - Na koncertu u Miamiju 1. ožujka Morrison se skinuo do gola; Manzarek tvrdi da se radi o kolektivnoj halucinaciji - Okolnosti Morrisonove smrti nikad nisu potpuno razjašnjene, te se spekuliralo o samoubojstvu - Pjesma "The End" se jednim dijelom bavi Edipovim kompleksom (ubojica ulazi u sobu svojih roditelja i siluje vlastitu majku) - Gitarist Robbie Krieger je svirao prstima i često je koristio motive iz klasičnih skladbi, kao i klavijaturist Manzarek - Jim Morrison je član "Svetog trojstva" hippy pokreta, uz Janis Joplin i Jimija Hendrixa, premda Doorsi nisu bili dio tog pokreta
DISKOGRAFIJA:
The Doors (1966.) Strange Days (1967.) Waiting For The Sun (1968.) The Soft Parade (1969.) Absolutely Live (1970.) Morrison Hotel (1970.) L.A. Woman (1971.) Other Voices (1971.) Full Circle (1972.) An American Prayer (1978.) |
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 Broj poruka: 101122 Godina: 35 Location: Na pola puta sreci Humor: Uvek nasmejana Datum upisa: 20.03.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Ned Nov 22 2009, 21:28 | |
| Light my fire
You know that it would be untrue You know that i would be a liar If i was to say to you Girl, we couldn't get much higher Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire
Time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire
Aouh, come on! Come on, babe!
Yeah! come on! Come on!
Woaouh! yeah!
It was the greatest night of my life. Although i still had not found a wife I had my friends Right there beside me. We were close together. We tripped the wall, we scaled the graveyard Ancient shapes were all around us. The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog. Two made love in an ancient spot One chased a rabbit into the dark A girl got drunk and balled the dead And i gave empty sermons to my head. Cemetary, cool and quiet Hate to leave your sacred lay Dread the milky coming of the day.
Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aaah!
Time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire
Know that it would be untrue You know that i would be a liar If i was to say to you Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire!
All right, all right! All right! ____________________________________________ Ja volim samoubilacki-krvnicki nemilosrdno i brutalno. Necu drugacije. Ko to moze da izdrzi, a upoznah samo jednog. 'Moja je krv moj put do tebe'
http://youtu.be/CWvtnm-C6cA
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 Broj poruka: 101122 Godina: 35 Location: Na pola puta sreci Humor: Uvek nasmejana Datum upisa: 20.03.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sub Jan 16 2010, 20:02 | |
| RIDERS ON THE STORM
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out alone Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road His brain is squirmin' like a toad Take a long holiday Let your children play If ya give this man a ride Sweet memory will die Killer on the road, yeah
Girl ya gotta love your man Girl ya gotta love your man Take him by the hand Make him understand The world on you depends Our life will never end Gotta love your man, yeah
Wow!
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out alone Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm
____________________________________________ Ja volim samoubilacki-krvnicki nemilosrdno i brutalno. Necu drugacije. Ko to moze da izdrzi, a upoznah samo jednog. 'Moja je krv moj put do tebe'
http://youtu.be/CWvtnm-C6cA
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 Broj poruka: 101122 Godina: 35 Location: Na pola puta sreci Humor: Uvek nasmejana Datum upisa: 20.03.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Čet Apr 01 2010, 17:45 | |
| Alabama Song
Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find The next whiskey bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, i tell you i tell you we must die
Oh, moon of alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find The next little girl I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, i tell you i tell you we must die
Oh, moon of alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why ____________________________________________ Ja volim samoubilacki-krvnicki nemilosrdno i brutalno. Necu drugacije. Ko to moze da izdrzi, a upoznah samo jednog. 'Moja je krv moj put do tebe'
http://youtu.be/CWvtnm-C6cA
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 Broj poruka: 106 Location: Beograd Datum upisa: 09.11.2010
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sre Nov 10 2010, 17:42 | |
| LOVE STREET
She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens
She has robes and she has monkeys Lazy diamond studded flunkies She has wisdom and knows what to do She has me and she has you
She has wisdom and knows what to do She has me and she has you
I see you live on Love Street There's this store where the creatures meet I wonder what they do in there Summer Sunday and a year I guess I like it fine, so far
She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens
La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la
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 Broj poruka: 106 Location: Beograd Datum upisa: 09.11.2010
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sre Nov 10 2010, 17:47 | |
| PEOPLE ARE STRANGE
People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange faces come out of the rain When you're strange no one remembers your name When you're strange, when you're strange When you're strange...
People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange faces come out of the rain When you're strange no one remembers your name When you're strange, when you're strange When you're strange, alright, yeah
When you're strange faces come out of the rain When you're strange no one remembers your name When you're strange, when you're strange When you're strange...
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 Broj poruka: 106 Location: Beograd Datum upisa: 09.11.2010
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sre Nov 10 2010, 17:52 | |
| TOUCH ME
Come on, come on, come on, come on Now touch me, baby Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that you made?
Now, I'm gonna love you Till the heavens stop the rain I'm gonna love you Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
Come on, come on, come on, come on Now touch me, baby Can't you see that I am not afraid? What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that you made?
I'm gonna love you Till the heavens stop the rain I'm gonna love you Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I I'm gonna love you Till the heavens stop the rain I'm gonna love you Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
Stronger than dirt...
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 Broj poruka: 106 Location: Beograd Datum upisa: 09.11.2010
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sre Nov 10 2010, 18:04 | |
| THE END
This is the end... Beautiful friend This is the end... My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never look into your eyes... again
Can you picture what will be So limitless and free Desperately in need... of some... stranger's hand In a... desperate land
Lost in a Roman... wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake To the lake, the ancient lake, baby The snake is long, seven miles Ride the snake... he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best The west is the best Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us The blue bus is callin' us Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived, and... then he Paid a visit to his brother, and then he He walked on down the hall, and And he came to a door... and he looked inside Father... Yes son... I want to kill you Mother... I want to... fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us C'mon baby, take a chance with us C'mon baby, take a chance with us And meet me at the back of the blue bus Doin' a blue rock On a blue bus Doin' a blue rock C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end... Beautiful friend This is the end... My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free But you'll never follow me The end of laughter and soft lies The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end...
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 Broj poruka: 8492 Godina: 37 Location: Beograd Humor: pa nije bas cunami, ali ima ga:) Datum upisa: 03.03.2010
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Ned Nov 14 2010, 01:12 | |
| Strange days
Strange days have found us, Strange days have tracked us down, They're goin' to destroy our casual joys, We shall go on playing or find a new town
Strange eyes fill strange rooms, Voices will signal their tired end, The hostess is grinning, her guests sleep from sinning, Hear me talk of sin and you know this is it
Strange days have found us And through their strange hours We linger alone, bodies confused, Memories misused, As we run from the day to a strange night of stone
____________________________________________ I ruke rađam onom što ruke nema, i srce sadim u stenu i čelik, ja ne mogu da s tugom ne dremam, kroz vazduh ne plivam, kroz vodu ne letim...
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 Broj poruka: 8492 Godina: 37 Location: Beograd Humor: pa nije bas cunami, ali ima ga:) Datum upisa: 03.03.2010
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Ned Nov 14 2010, 01:13 | |
| You're Lost Little Girl
You're lost little girl, You're lost little girl, You're lost, tell me who are you
Think that you know what to do, Impossible yes, but it's true I think that you know what to do, yeah, Sure that you know what to do
You're lost little girl, You're lost little girl, You're lost, tell me who are you
____________________________________________ I ruke rađam onom što ruke nema, i srce sadim u stenu i čelik, ja ne mogu da s tugom ne dremam, kroz vazduh ne plivam, kroz vodu ne letim...
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 Broj poruka: 101122 Godina: 35 Location: Na pola puta sreci Humor: Uvek nasmejana Datum upisa: 20.03.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Čet Sep 15 2011, 19:26 | |
| ____________________________________________ Ja volim samoubilacki-krvnicki nemilosrdno i brutalno. Necu drugacije. Ko to moze da izdrzi, a upoznah samo jednog. 'Moja je krv moj put do tebe'
http://youtu.be/CWvtnm-C6cA
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 Broj poruka: 101122 Godina: 35 Location: Na pola puta sreci Humor: Uvek nasmejana Datum upisa: 20.03.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Sub Okt 08 2011, 19:26 | |
| ____________________________________________ Ja volim samoubilacki-krvnicki nemilosrdno i brutalno. Necu drugacije. Ko to moze da izdrzi, a upoznah samo jednog. 'Moja je krv moj put do tebe'
http://youtu.be/CWvtnm-C6cA
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 Broj poruka: 33625 Location: Sweden Datum upisa: 19.07.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Uto Nov 08 2011, 19:10 | |
| ____________________________________________ "I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it."
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 Broj poruka: 33625 Location: Sweden Datum upisa: 19.07.2009
 | Naslov: Re: Doors Uto Nov 08 2011, 19:11 | |
| ____________________________________________ "I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it."
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