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Memories

The Doors In Concert

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I know…it’s been a LONG time since I have posted here. My wife and I had a baby boy in October of last year. So I’ve been a little busy, to say the least. But anyway, I am still obsessed with music, more than ever. It’s what keeps me sane. So for my new post and possibly a weekly series, I will discuss my favorite LIVE albums and why? I plan to share the stories about what got me into them and memories I have associated with these discoveries. This could be fun, I think. So let’s kick things off now with “The Doors In Concert.”

My first selection comes from 1991 when I was a sophomore in High School. There are many offerings from The Doors but I wanted to focus on my first experience hearing them play live for the first time. This recording is an expanded version of “Absolutely Live”that came out in 1970. “Alive, She Cried“, from 1983 was basically merged with that record to create the double live album “The Doors In Concert.”

But before I get into this, I wanted to say that the first compact disc I ever bought was the soundtrack to the film The Doors directed by Oliver Stone and starring Val Kilmer as Jim Morrison. It was a great movie. The soundtrack was a really nice selection of Doors music that ultimately sparked my interest in the band.

My first experience with this live compilation was on the Chicago radio station 105.9 WCKG. This was a classic rock station. Air personalities included Mitch Michaels, Patti Haze, Allan Stagg, Joe Thomas and Debbie Alexander. On Sunday Nights, there was a program that was entitled, “The Seventh Day.” In the beginning the host (Joe Thomas I believe) would play album sides (A or B). Later he expanded it to entire albums. This was a vinyl record experience on the radio. He would play about 3 albums in a row. The program ran for about 3 hours every Sunday night.

One night they played The Doors In Concert. So in my fifteen year old mind I didn’t know of any other recordings other than the soundtrack I previously mentioned. Certainly nothing else live by them. This was definitely my first exposure to live Doors music. I would get fascinated when the DJ would tell us what was coming up soon. I would get my cassette tapes ready. I’d buy the tapes in advance or permanently borrow a couple from my dad. It was exciting loading them into the tape deck and prepare for something amazing. When he put on that double LP, I was really excited. So once things got kicked off, I hit record on the tape deck and just let the music play away.

This was well before the internet and iPhones or even the ability to borrow cds from the library. Back then, it was my way of listening to albums and recording them onto cassette tapes in order to keep hearing them over and over. Yes I come from a generation where we taped music off of the radio. Some really cool choice albums our radio disc jockey would play were: Pink Floyd’s The Wall, Dark Side of the Moon and Wish You Were Here. Mr Thomas would also play The Beatles’ White Album, The Eagles’ Hotel California and Iron Butterfly’s In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida to name a few.

So I remembered I ended up filling up two cassette tapes back to back with the music. So it was two hours practically of The Doors. I still have the tapes from 27 years ago, which is pretty amazing. Some might say negative things about this double album. Things they might say would be that these performances were pieced together and was edited in such a way that these weren’t complete shows. But again, the mind of a fifteen year old doesn’t necessarily know that. He just hears cool live music with the audience cheering and commenting.  To me it just seemed pretty awesome. It was radical. It was rebellious. And in your face.  Kind of raw and yet polished.

But I realized that there were various shows from Pittsburgh, Boston, Vancouver and New York. Places like San Fransisco’s The Matrix and the Hollywood Bowl were all sources that they drew the music from. At the time I first heard this arrangement of music, none of that mattered. In fact, looking back on it now with this knowledge, I am amazed how great this was all pieced together to give it a nice flow. I enjoyed it very much. Not only did I hear it while it was playing on the radio but I also listened to it in my dad’s pick up truck while we were heading out to Wisconsin on a camping trip. We enjoyed listening to it together on the trip.

My exposure to them live was hearing the 1991  compilation. That’s just how I heard it the first time and got the most comfortable with in that form. But the music was great! I didn’t care that it was edited like crazy. Especially the version I heard which was longer than “Absolutely Live” or “Alive, She Cried.” It was a stroke of genius that it sounded so well and nearly flawless. It’s very accessible and really packed a punch. It doesn’t exactly sound butchered by any means. It’s amazing actually.

So if you like The Doors. The poetry of Jim Morrison and his unpredictable behavior and screaming and then yelling at the audience and then collapsing on stage combined with the guitars, drums and wild keyboards then you can’t go wrong with this very thorough live experience. Plus its one of the rare moments where we are treated to the complete rendition of the masterpiece poetic story of The Celebration of the Lizard. See the cassette tapes below? Those are mine from the 1991 recordings.

Anyways, this is just part one of many blog posts where I will discuss some of my most favorite LIVE albums. I hope you enjoyed the story. Please feel free to post comments. Peace out!

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Poetry

This Mysterious Life of Mine #music #poetry

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There are too many enquiries I examine

 

Competition is apparently strong in this world

Emotions are like wild beasts released from cages

Running around without any rules

There are no answers

No truth in science

 

I am human

Mistakes are made

Is NORMAL an actual term?

Does it have meaning?

 

Much focus in this world is about WEIGHT

What does that mean?

It’s definitely acceptable to feel WEIRD

Eccentric behavior makes me feel like I exist

 

Bullies pick on other people

Why?

They’re insecure with themselves

And wish to make others feel dejected

In order to boost their ego

 

Dwelling on the past does no justice for the mind

Beating myself up because

I forget things

 

Is a waste of time

 

Dreams and nightmare are part of life

 

And Music has amazing benefits on our brains

Music is my therapy

And it’s a great escape from problems

 

It’s all mysterious

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Memories

The Departure of Starman

The David Bowie exhibit ran from September of 2014 through early January of 2015 in Chicago at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago. My wife and I reserved tickets to go this wonderful interactive display of his legacy. We enjoyed it very much. An amazing exhibit!

Mr Bowie recently celebrated his 69th birthday and released a new album. However, sad news came this morning. After battling cancer for a year and a half, he has left the world. Tears dripped down my cheeks. I began to reflect on all of the music and art he left behind.

It suddenly became clear to me that he authorized this traveling art exhibit as a walking memorial or even a wake for us to celebrate his legacy. He knew already. In his poetic way, he timed it all right. Perhaps based on the timeline his doctors gave him, he celebrated Christmas, New Years Eve, the release of his final album, his last birthday and even the link to the video below as his farewell to his fans.

I think he said goodbye to us all recently and for the last year and a half but we just were blinded by all of his hints. I wasn’t prepared for this but I am still sad. May he live forever in the afterlife as Ziggy Stardust and play with the Spiders From Mars….

David Bowie’s Final Video (talk about a foreshadow)

 

R.I.P. Mr Bowie

 

 

 

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Poetry

“an in-between time” (poem)

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where is the singer?
an empty microphone on the stage
cords scattered like snakes in a sewer
amplifiers without any sound
resting on a chair

i contemplate the moment

devoted interest in what is beginning
or what has ended
is someone taking the stage?
nothing is happening over there
sound equipment just lying around

is this an in-between moment?

dark
dismal
dreary

the calm before the storm
or leftovers from a party?
is this a dream?

i’m staring at an empty stage
am i waiting for a show to begin?
or still lingering from the night before
hundreds of chairs forming aisles
am i supposed to put them away?
or did i set them up
and now i am just resting
or am i even supposed to be here?

cannot remember
trapped somewhere in time
in a dream perhaps

after all dreams take place
between yesterday and today
“in-between” time
the time it took for me to write this
captured the “in-between” moment
between the time i arrived
and me
getting ready
to stand up and just walk away

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Memories Poetry

UNITED TOGETHER (a poem)

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i am trying to connect
with the roots
of the Harlem Renaissance

hey Man
i was in church
the other day
staring at the cross
pondering its meaning
reminded me somehow
of Langston Hughes
a Negro who was
neither black nor white
he wrote some poetry
one of them called “cross”
white old man
black old mother
lived and wrote
in Harlem

hey man
have you heard
Bird
on a sax
jazz…oh so truly American
do you remember the weary blues?
i love those lines:
“Coming from a black man’s soul
In a deep song voice
with a melancholy tone.”

i’m talking to you
the Negro Spirit
i’m thinking about Langston Hughes
why?

what is a Negro?
is he the essential American?
out there always finding
solace
his meaning out there
on the streets of Harlem

abstract morality

you bind together
in the village
the bronx

Harlem
you have something
in common
a lot of you believe
in the same things

live and let live

you can be happy
without becoming a millionaire
maybe you feel
like you belong there
its the general feeling

a brotherhood

awakening race
consciousness
a cultural movement
rebirth
New York City
the center of change
accomplishments of the past
created a livelihood now
an interest
in Negro life

and power to the people
it must have been insane
a revolution of thoughts
you are the roots
of possibility
and i am inspired

Christopher Noe
Copyright 2013

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Poetry

New Poem About Music

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LISTENING

music
oh divine music
come and take my hand
walk me through your land
echo all your sound
to your greatness
i am bound
beautiful song sends me shivers
flowing through me
like a river
spellbound and lost in rhythm
fills me up
with great wisdom
i have not felt so free
in so many years
leaving this world behind
entering the depths of my mind
i know the truth because
i opened my ears