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When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
When the music's over
When the music's over
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
Cancel my subscription to the resurrection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends, alive she cried
Waiting for me
Outside
Before I sink into the big sleep
I want to hear
I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly
Come back, baby
Back into my arms
We're getting tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground
I hear a very gentle sound
Very near yet very far
Very soft yet very clear
Come today
Come today
What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it
We want the world and we want it
Now
Now?
Now!
Persian night, babe
See the light, babe
Save us, Jesus
Save us
So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
Eh? Okay, let's do one more.
My Mom exposed me to movies about Vietnam and music from that era when I was very young (pretty sure I was the youngest person in the theater in Apocalypse Now). My Mother was a battlefield nurse in Vietnam, 1969, a perspective that no one really ever thought much about (meaning the perspective of a woman, nurse, and volunteer). I asked her once, "Mom, what were you most afraid of over there?". Her answer . . "dengue fever". I laughed because I thought she would say something else. I asked, what was the thing that you were most frustrated by when you returned from Vietnam". Her response "having to ask a doctor to start an IV". She saved many people's lives and also formed meaningful relationships that lasted her entire lifetime. I'm so proud that she did that . She was way more bad ass than any of my other friends' mom's. oh and I effing LOVE The Doors.
with the holiday coming up this weekend, happy mother's day to your mom! thank her for her service. for me.
i'm sure I've mentioned it before, but there was no band like The Doors, –before or since. One of kind, unusual, quirky, musical wonders.
AGREED! A combination of Morrison's poetry (and eventual derangement), Manzerak's killer compositions and orchestrations, Krieger's searing guitar work (a master!), and Densmore's solid jazz mastery on drums.
What a combo!
And then there’s the album cover … so apropos for this (one) song …
For the ENTIRE ALBUM!!
Their radio presence was almost strictly FM. He was gone before anyone heard of Morrison. The Doors were clawing through everybody's attention to Beatles and Motown. I think "Light My Fire" could have put Doors on the map, but I thought it was some other singers claim.
Everyone was pitching the ubiquitous mono player and single speaker radio then. I think Moody Blues were one of the last to convert to stereo.
Just some 1960's music time bits.
When the Iraq war stared I knew a guy who worked in the WH. I told him it would be the same thing again. He said there was no comparison. ??
Ain't nobody trying to do this now or 50 years ago.
HiFiman Sundara's through a Schiit Asgard. Helped to keep me sane working from home the last two years.
Sundara phones are great! But a little too heavy for me. I have neck & upper spine problems. Asgard is superb! Great combination, ENJOY!
didn't give The Doors any appreciation until I went to a friends in D.C. one weekend and we saw "Apocalypse Now" on it's opening night
At the Uptown theater?! I was there, front row, opening night! Who is this 🤣
Same Here! Except AKG K712 phones!
HiFiman Sundara's through a Schiit Asgard. Helped to keep me sane working from home the last two years.
listening to this on Sennheiser 660 S with a tube amp and wondering if I could get a one-way ticket back to 1967 and see them in concert? awesome .....
Same Here! Except AKG K712 phones!
I can’t wait until ‘The Music’s Over’. This song is about 10:55 too long.
Then hit the SKIP BUTTON, zippy! ...and shut up!
Damn, just changed my rating twice during the course of the song, started with an 8 and eventually becoming a 10!
Forgot how strong and intense the song gets towards the end.
You bet! ...actually 11!
Forgot how strong and intense the song gets towards the end.
The man sure could roar !
I remember, at the time, this song had quite the effect on 15 year old me. I've been noticing a lot of stuff from 1967 on RP lately. Go look at what came out in 1967. Incredible year for rock.
1967, 1977, 1997
I'm sure there was some kind of style-over-substance cocaine nonsense in 1987 too.
My Mom exposed me to movies about Vietnam and music from that era when I was very young (pretty sure I was the youngest person in the theater in Apocalypse Now). My Mother was a battlefield nurse in Vietnam, 1969, a perspective that no one really ever thought much about (meaning the perspective of a woman, nurse, and volunteer). I asked her once, "Mom, what were you most afraid of over there?". Her answer . . "dengue fever". I laughed because I thought she would say something else. I asked, what was the thing that you were most frustrated by when you returned from Vietnam". Her response "having to ask a doctor to start an IV". She saved many people's lives and also formed meaningful relationships that lasted her entire lifetime. I'm so proud that she did that . She was way more bad ass than any of my other friends' mom's. oh and I effing LOVE The Doors.
GREAT insight. Thanks. Your mom is awesome.
sorry Jim - we got the world - but then we messed it up even more - maybe our grandkids will get it right
not the way they are currently being taught
We want the world and we want it... Now!
If it helps the RP cause, I'll buy your book in hardback at full price...or "when the writing's over?"
LLRP!#
So... 30 years after recording this song.
One of Morisson's best songs....."10"
Hey now, that's a baseless comment! Oddly, I noticed that a lot of the comments on this track are at least several lines each, more discussion than the average song on RP, and your comment stuck out for the shortness.
Another thing I like about this tune is how Oliver Stone handled it in the movie, this was around when Jim started getting REALLY crazy, and John Densmore gave a great description of the circumstances in his book about the band and I'd highly recommend it to anyone who cares about the cultural phenomenon that was (is?) the Doors. Long Live RP and all the Doors' music that make people uncomfortable!!
Keyboards and drums are absolutely perfect on this one.
appropriate for the Vietnam War. For the younger people in the RP
universe, that music was the soundtrack of my generation's life. I
worked for Francis Ford Coppola and Zoetrope Studios, in San Francisco
and Hollywood, at the very beginning of the decade of the 1980s. I got
to know many of the people who had just returned from spending three
years of their lives in the Philippines filming "Apocalypse Now". To a
person they felt like they had lived through the Vietnam War while
making that film. There was actually a war going on in the Philippines
during the filming, such that on any given day the helicopters that were
featured in the film could have been taken away by the Philippines
government to go fight the rebels. I was of the age where I could have
been going to Vietnam to fight in that horrible, totally unnecessary
war, if not for the college deferment I had from 1969-1973. And I
marched at the first million people anti-war march in Washington DC. If
you have not seen it check out the outstanding documentary about the
making of "Apocalypse Now", "Hearts of Darkness". https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0...
Thanks for sharing your story, rednred, very interesting.
appropriate for the Vietnam War. For the younger people in the RP
universe, that music was the soundtrack of my generation's life. I
worked for Francis Ford Coppola and Zoetrope Studios, in San Francisco
and Hollywood, at the very beginning of the decade of the 1980s. I got
to know many of the people who had just returned from spending three
years of their lives in the Philippines filming "Apocalypse Now". To a
person they felt like they had lived through the Vietnam War while
making that film. There was actually a war going on in the Philippines
during the filming, such that on any given day the helicopters that were
featured in the film could have been taken away by the Philippines
government to go fight the rebels. I was of the age where I could have
been going to Vietnam to fight in that horrible, totally unnecessary
war, if not for the college deferment I had from 1969-1973. And I
marched at the first million people anti-war march in Washington DC. If
you have not seen it check out the outstanding documentary about the
making of "Apocalypse Now", "Hearts of Darkness". https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0...
I was 16 when Apocalypse Now came out, and had just read Joseph Conrad's "Heart of Darkness" for English class. My two friends and I got to the theater late and the only empty seats left were in the first row. We spent the whole movie with our heads tilted way back to see the whole screen. The power and intensity of the film and our extreme proximity to a very large screen made me feel like the whole experience was being overloaded into my brain--something like out of "The Matrix."
We stayed in our seats after the movie ended, trying to make sense of it. Then we watched the whole damned film again at the very next showing. Later in life, when others were watching "Apocalypse Now" on TV, I start watching it intending only to take in the first ten minutes...and wind up staying for the whole damned thing.
Many of you may not remember or know how difficult it was for Americans in 1979 to discuss or even acknowledge the failure and tragedy of the Vietnam War. Even though the last US troops left in 1973, the chaotic fall of Saigon in 1975 seared the futility of our presence there into American minds. "The Deer Hunter" and "Apocalypse Now" were the first movies to capture the brutality and chaos of war in Vietnam, and even then only as a secondary focus of each movie. The way I remember it, "Platoon" in '86 finally pushed the war itself into America's consciousness.
I've watched much of Stanley Karnow's "Vietnam: A Television History" and about half of Ken Burns' documentary. Both documentaries, especially Burns', really hammer home how the US never had any chance to "win" that war or save the South Vietnamese government. Sadly, we had forgotten that lesson by the time we blindly marched into invading Iraq.
I used to fall asleep listening to the doors with headphones as youngster. Fondly remembering a time, waking up in a panic to the part when Jim comes screaming in
agreed, GTT....somehow when other's comment about how "lame" they are or how much of a bully Jim was...well that's fine by me....I for one really enjoy how uncomfortable Jim and the Doors made people....and apparently still doing so. I'm also a fan of the structure of their 6 studio efforts....LONG and EPIC songs for the final track....yeah....this one's up there - definite 10!! LONG LIVE RP!!
I was 16, but yeah. Still awesome.
Well that's one way to look at it! Heck, that's the way I look at it too....in fact I like the dichotomy of the band, where really only Jim was the druggie and the band (esp. John) just wanted to make music, man. Ray, in his later years, really enjoyed showing off the keyboard/organ parts of songs, etc. May he, Jim and Pam rest in peace! PEACE!!
tmi
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
Eh? So wicked cool : )
Yeah, being sober doesn't help this song.
Ray was the man...
Yeah it was, and still is.
Ray was the man...
Yeah it was, and still is.
Yeah, being sober doesn't help this song.
Much worse. ABBA could eventually write music and didn't pretend their pop songs were anything else then pop songs.
off topic link to what Björn and Benny are doing now: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POky4woIaH4
Morrison is the ultimate in cheese factor. He gets a 1 becuase he can carry a tune, a little.
LSD and an untimely death have made him soooo much more than a MINOR MINOR Blip. He's the ABBA of his time. Or worse.
This song in particularly dreadful, by the way.
Close the Doors. Just stop.
What he said.
This tune is unique, that's for sure.
And when I first bought this album at the ripe old age of 12, I played it until the grooves wore out.
Jim was a poet. Sure he clowned around, stayed f*cked up, and was an unrepentant "ham".
But we all loved him for it, because we saw it for what it was: a front.
The guy was paralyzed by stage fright, and the only way he could deal with it was to "become" someone else. Jim just got a little too deep into it.
"Weird Jim", me and my friends called him. He was, is, and always will be in my personal pantheon of musical heroes.
Oh I drank that koolaid, I was there. He has lost his power, like watching your kid do a somersault for the first time, you're really proud of him the first time he does it, but get a little bored after he makes you watch it for the 59th time.
I've seen the somersault Jim, yea, that was really a good one Jim, no.. that one was much better than the other one Jim. What? you want me to watch you do it again? umm okay ah.. sure...
I too, drank the koolaid. My first album was the doors. To my older ears, nowadays the words to seem a bit, um, well you know, better when your stoned. Adolescent? I wrote pomes like this when I was 13. And stoned.
The music is timeless. Kreiger was my guiter hero!
Cancel my subscription to the .. something something
gjeeg wrote : "You had to be there."
So true ... but gjeeg, even when I was there, I wasn't "there."
Oh I drank that koolaid, I was there. He has lost his power, like watching your kid do a somersault for the first time, you're really proud of him the first time he does it, but get a little bored after he makes you watch it for the 59th time.
I've seen the somersault Jim, yea, that was really a good one Jim, no.. that one was much better than the other one Jim. What? you want me to watch you do it again? umm okay ah.. sure...