Posted on 10/10/2006 2:11:39 PM PDT by skyman
Ray Manzarek doesn’t just remember the ’60s. He lived the ’60s to their psychedelic, mind-bending hilt as the keyboardist for the legendary rock band, the Doors.
Manzarek, who wrote music for Jim Morrison’s lyrics, soared with the Doors into the rock stratosphere with a string of hits including “Light My Fire” and “Riders on the Storm.”
After a five-year flight that symbolizes the highs and lows of that era, the Doors came crashing back to earth. Unlike Morrison, found dead in a bathtub in Paris in 1971, Manzarek lived to tell the tale.
“We were at the top of the pyramid along with the Beatles, the Stones, the Who, the Jefferson Airplane ... maybe a dozen people at the top of the pyramid leading an entire generation,” said Manzarek, who now lives in east Napa.
Pausing for dramatic effect, Manzarek asked, “Leading them to what, Ray?” Then he provided the answer: “Leading them to freedom, to go beyond themselves ... to find out we were all brothers, all humanity is related to one another.”
Only it didn’t work out quite like the rock gurus predicted. “We’re not in the golden age, man,” Manzarek said. When the Doors sang “break on through to the other side,” they weren’t thinking of a Bush presidency and the multi-headed wars on terror.
Manzarek will hold forth on the meaning of the ’60s and his life with the Doors, and play songs, at a Nov. 2 fundraiser at the Napa Valley Opera House for Napa Valley Community Housing, which builds and manages low-income housing in the valley.
“Was it a crazed drug time or was it something more than what we perceive the ’60s to be 30 or 40 years later? I’ll talk about what we hoped to accomplish and still hope to accomplish,” he said.
Manzarek will try his best to explain the “terrible morass we’re in now, the terrible war in Iraq, the bugging of everybody, keeping secrets, lies that have been told to us, visions of an entire generation gone wrong.”
Back in 1967, Manzarek was the cerebral one. On the first Doors album covers, he’s the tall, intense guy with the wireless glasses, the counterpoint to Morrison’s sexuality.
“I played Apollo to Jim Morrison’s Dionysius, the Greek god of madness and craziness, the dying and resurrecting god, the fecundity of the earth,” he said.
Manzarek and Morrison met in the mid-’60s as film students at UCLA. Manzarek was already playing in bands. Morrison was writing poetic lyrics, but sang weakly.
“He wanted to be a rock star. He wanted to be like one of the Beatles or Rolling Stones,” Manzarek said. “He was handsome enough to do it. In two-three months he had transformed himself ... from 165 pounds of baby fat ... to 135 pounds with bone structure that was just gorgeous.”
“The hair had soft, Alexander the Great ringlet curls. He just looked fabulous,” he said. “The native American shaman, the cowboy and the Indian, had merged in Jim Morrison.”
Morrison sang primal lyrics that flirted between ecstasy and destruction. His early death guaranteed a celebrated afterlife.
As a Door, Manzarek never claimed the spotlight. “When you have a lead singer like Jim Morrison, the band recedes into the background,” he said.
Not so today. A lanky, good-looking 67-year-old with rapid-fire speech and sharp intellect, Manzarek holds forth like a celebrity professor of psychedelic rock.
Since Morrison’s death, Manzarek has sporadically revived the Doors, produced other bands, assembled Doors music videos, joined forces with poets, classical composers and others on new albums, penned two novels and a memoir, “Light My Fire — My Life with the Doors.”
Manzarek and his wife of 38 years, Dorothy Fujikawa, moved to Napa three years ago, gutting a farmhouse and turning it into an open, uncluttered space, surrounded by a large vegetable garden and two acres of landscaped grounds.
“She supported me and Jim while we put the songs together.” Manzarek said. “We got married when ‘Light My Fire’ became a hit in 1967.”
Their union succeeded because “it wasn’t a rock ’n’ roll marriage,” he said. “She was my art school sweetheart.”
A visitor stepped over a doormat in the shape of a leaping rabbit, past a bench holding a BB gun. While waiting for Manzarek, he perused a library containing such titles as “Cosmic Consciousness,” “Nietzsche and Emerson” and Jack Kerouac’s “Doctor Sax.”
Compared to today, with its destructive “white powder” drugs such as cocaine, crystal meth and heroin, the ’60s were a time of beneficial, consciousness-expanding psychedelics, particularly LSD, Manzarek said.
Psychedelics “make you a slave to love, a slave to joy, a slave to the energy of the universe,” he said.
Manzarek credits LSD with helping him pass through the “doors of perception,” the title of the Aldous Huxley book from which the Doors took their name. Once through that door, LSD became unnecessary.
The tragedy of Jim Morrison, Manzarek said, was alcohol. “Jim had a genetic predisposition to alcoholism. That’s what did him in, the alcohol. It wasn’t ‘the drugs,’” he said.
“I was too young to see it. I didn’t think a person as evolved as Jim Morrison would succumb to alcohol. I thought it was a temporary infatuation.
“Now I know he needed a Betty Ford clinic and someone to really lay hands on him,” he said.
Remarkably, Doors albums sell nearly as well today as they did back in the day, Manzarek said. “The Doors royalties allow me to indulge my fantasies.”
Manzarek is proud of how fresh the Doors’ sound remains. Their blend of jazz, rhythm and blues, beatnik and gothic poetry created something “clean and open and elegant like the Bauhaus, like the piece of Bauhaus furniture I’m sitting on,” he said.
At the Napa Valley Community Housing fundraiser, Manzarek will answer questions from the audience about his life and times, but words will hardly do justice to the experience.
“It was a roller coaster of incredible highs,” he said. “Insanity, madness, riots. My God, riots in Cleveland. They shut the concert down in Cleveland with people storming the stage, fighting the security people. In Chicago, rock with riots going on. There was a great joy at the same time.”
Occasionally Manzarek will turn on his TV and see a Knicks game being played at Madison Square Garden in New York.
“We were center stage, Madison Square Garden,” he said. “We were there, center court, theater in the round. I’m where the center jump takes place and watching the light bulbs flashing, going off all the way around. I stood in the middle of the stage and turned around ... and thought, ‘it don’t get no better than this.’”
Please inform the Chia Pet head in North Korea and the leadership of the various Arab/Islamic terror groups of this marvelous revelation. Then jump off the highest cliff you can find.
I've never heard a more arrogant KEYBOARD player in the history of rock 'n' roll.
This turd thinks his dung don't stink... Ray, here's a clue... you do stink. Now don't go away mad... just go away
Re: "Ray's been playing this 'conscience of the Doors' routine for way too long. Nobody cares, dude."
Excellent summation toddlintown.
You left out Jimi and Janis
Yeah, you won't find either of them intellectually wanking off like this assclown!
Re: Zappa. "and I still don't get it."
If you don't get Zappa, I'm not sure I can explain. FZ was a musician's musician. I love the combination of humor and music! Big Devo fan here too. Although my career was playing pedal steel, I've always enjoyed bands like Zappa's various combos. Great unusual harmony has always interested me. FZ was a master at that. I spent several days with Frank in Milwaukee, and enjoyed and treasure every moment!
the real Jethro Tull invented a seed drill
You left out Jimi and Janis
Janis - heroin
Jimi - who knows?
The 60's were weird. The last time I voted for a Democrat was about the time I tossed out my last pair of bell bottomed pants.
Jimi Hendrix overdosed on sleeping pills? in a London hotel.
Janis Joplin Overdosed on heroin in a Los Angeles hotel.
I just noticed and I thought I was being sharp by going with the scene of the death.
I never liked that wheezy-cheesy little Farfisa sound, either. Real rock 'n rollers played Hammond B3s.
Fat, drunk and dead's no way to go through life.
Yes, I have ALWAYS thought that the music of the Doors was EXACTLY like a piece of Bauhaus furniture, dating from a time I sat in a Bauhaus chair and felt funny and looked around and said "I don't know why, but I feel like someone is lighting my fire....."
Yikes, listening to that psychedelic boilerplate issuing from this "interview" I am not surprised Oliver Stone found them a good subject for one of his movies: their mutual self-loves are a perfect match. And ONCE again, as if the millionth time is a charm, we learn about "the bugging of everybody".
Hey genius, he aint a Boomer. He was born before the Boomer generation. And so was Morrison.
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