Today marks the 23rd anniversary of Oliver Stone’s epic film about Jim Morrison. A film that I ran out to see and in the process, let down a friend of mine by skipping a rehearsal. A film that, when I was 16, seemed like the coolest darned thing ever. A film that, since then, I […]Read more "Happy Anniversary, Doors Movie!"
I am a passionate person. I strive to be like Spock, but I am more like his half-brother, Sybok. I am passionate and driven to share that passion with others. If I love something, or someone, I want the world to love it/them equally. There is a fire in me that caused my parents to […]Read more "Dedicated to the One I Love on Her Birthday"
Look, I’m not a newsdesk. As badly as I wanted to write about Ray Manzarek’s death the day it was announced, I just didn’t have the time to put something together that I would’ve felt was anything but a rush job to make an arbitrary sort of self-deadline. So I’ve spent the day thinking about […]Read more "Farewell, Ray Manzarek"
Oliver Stone is a liar, a propagandist and an artist. Wall Street is a great movie as I remember it (though I haven’t watched it in years), Platoon has some wonderful performances and moving scenes (and exposed me to one of my favorite pieces of music, Adagio for Strings) and other than that, he’s a […]Read more "Doors Week: That Damned Movie"
I know I promised the blog about how much I hate Oliver Stone tonight, but I got stuck in two and a half hours of traffic coming back from Baltimore, so you’re getting this one instead. But it’s still wonderfully awkward and terrible to remember what I’m about to relate, so that’s got to be […]Read more "Doors Week: The Most Awkward Memory"
The first time I purchased a Doors recording was a 45 single record release of People are Strange b/w Not to Touch the Earth. It was from Phantasmagoria, it was sunny and it was at the onset of High School. I don’t remember if I’d already started High School or if I’d just attended orientation. […]Read more "Doors Week: That First Purchase"
Are the things of the past that we love, loved because they are of the past, or timeless? Do you love Star Wars because it’s forever tied to your idyllic thoughts of the best parts of your youth, that drown out the occasional horrors you’ve chosen to forget? I know that there are entire years […]Read more "Doors Week: Frozen In Time"