tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post6325842173873316750..comments2023-10-08T07:04:49.054-07:00Comments on The Writing Life: The Doors: Then and Nowkariohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10150537989886423212noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-39006954828389961542012-05-04T13:44:24.174-07:002012-05-04T13:44:24.174-07:00I didn't know you liked The Doors.. I do remem...I didn't know you liked The Doors.. I do remember sitting in your car I believe and you turning me onto Berlin for the first time.. What would I have done w/out you? I hate to think about it. ;) xoMiss Devylishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03712294396381703459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-39392501282736910902012-04-04T04:59:00.856-07:002012-04-04T04:59:00.856-07:00Your light is too bright to ever remain in a smoky...Your light is too bright to ever remain in a smoky cave with the likes of Jim Morrison. Glad you were just visiting and didn't stay there.fullsoulahead.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04053261523883986863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-71047382515647563382012-04-03T18:11:11.454-07:002012-04-03T18:11:11.454-07:00isn't it amazing how music can define these mo...isn't it amazing how music can define these moments in our lives and hearing a song again can put us right back in that "mood or mindset?" Very cool piece!Alicia Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06244714478310893367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-51199764213963047252012-04-02T14:00:15.300-07:002012-04-02T14:00:15.300-07:00I love this post. A great story about growing up a...I love this post. A great story about growing up and acceptance. Sandi and I are the same age - and probably have similar memories around Doors music. It's so interesting to me that Jim Morrison reached at least one more generation, and in much the same way.Deb Shuckahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03439395710731341021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-866411632027748182012-03-31T20:20:16.261-07:002012-03-31T20:20:16.261-07:00Well said. I still melt when I hear, "Come o...Well said. I still melt when I hear, "Come on baby, light my fire..." It was interesting hearing your perspective, Kari.Peggi Tustanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11553997220721244166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-80688390858000416802012-03-31T17:18:49.006-07:002012-03-31T17:18:49.006-07:00I had a crush on Jim Morrison when he was still al...I had a crush on Jim Morrison when he was still alive. There was something about the planes of his face, his hair, and the depth of his voice that spoke to a part of me that hadn't yet awakened - I was 9 in 1968 - but his singing stirred it before it awoke.<br />Thank you for this lovely remembering post. It is a pleasure to read what his music meant to you, even if it was a bit dark. You made a conscious choice for yourself, and that is beautiful.<br />Central Oregon...I love it there. That's where Dominck Dunne's life began again after a huge failure. He started a writing life, and flourished.Gbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895779471612397202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-16495385878782261762012-03-31T15:46:05.541-07:002012-03-31T15:46:05.541-07:00Ahh... remember listening to an entire "recor...Ahh... remember listening to an entire "record" with a friend(s)? Those were the days!Carrie Wilson Linkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01586157395539583862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-12271309627008693682012-03-31T15:40:43.564-07:002012-03-31T15:40:43.564-07:00Dear Kari, . . . I missed out on much of what you&...Dear Kari, . . . I missed out on much of what you've written here. But I can well remember my move into melancholy because I thought all "great" writers suffered angst and were melancholy and moody. What a twit I was! Peace.Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00612299013780771262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-88728865052325436222012-03-31T15:38:28.359-07:002012-03-31T15:38:28.359-07:00"The Doors: Then and Now" is a wonderful..."The Doors: Then and Now" is a wonderfully written story. It is rare to find somebody who is influenced by music as I am. I have my own selection of music that brings back memories of the past.Daron Hensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10705561475185397346noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-29243163490794312002012-03-31T13:13:03.400-07:002012-03-31T13:13:03.400-07:00I love classic rock and the bands from that era ta...I love classic rock and the bands from that era take up a lot of space on my iPod. Can't think of any bands today that come close to The Doors, Yes, Aerosmith, etc.--maybe Coldplay? Thanks for the memory!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05872444343533261864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-15318794793311332262012-03-31T09:54:47.313-07:002012-03-31T09:54:47.313-07:00Kari, I am so humbled by your kind words. This is...Kari, I am so humbled by your kind words. This is all very exciting to me. I do live for music and what makes it so enjoyable is when it connects with people on such a deep level. I write about music because I cannot contain my sheer joy when I hear something I like and I am equally inspired and driven when I encounter that passion in others. This is a beautiful and thoughtful post. I love your descriptions of the scenes where you found yourself and how that soundtrack influenced and effected the atmosphere and your perception of it. I am gald you can look back and enjoy the music again and take solace that you took a good path.<br /><br />Cheers!chriswreckagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13457541238496646702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-8187463945477148532012-03-31T05:06:03.684-07:002012-03-31T05:06:03.684-07:00Kari, thank you for your insights. I remember that...Kari, thank you for your insights. I remember that time. I remember The Doors and Chicago, Janis Joplin and Jimmy Hendricks. Music that was played and rung out from the soul but as you the pull is not there any more and I am so happy that I chose another way. <br />Frank Sinatra once sang a song, and the first line was When I was seventeen. Your article made me go back and remember. <br />Very nice article and I enjoyed it.<br />Ciao,<br />PatriciaPat Garciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04204650731843984192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24806308.post-15067494727761940332012-03-30T18:51:02.696-07:002012-03-30T18:51:02.696-07:00Whoa, this post took me back . . . a lot more year...Whoa, this post took me back . . . a lot more years than yours :) when I listened to the Doors, CD hadn't been invented yet, I don't think 8 tracks had been invented yet actually. We had albums!<br /><br />Still, I remember the rebellion, the angst, the anti-establishment-ism, sleeping on the floor in musty old sleeping bags, and many of the same other enticements you mentioned.<br /><br />This was a very well written post! Thanks Kario!Sandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15923693784234135636noreply@blogger.com