Remembering Jim Morrison
THE DOORS FRONTMAN AND HIS ADMIRAL FATHER LIVED A GENERATION'S TURMOIL.
Addled, dressed in black leather, Jimmy Fallon, had all the mannerisms down: he swayed as he held onto the microphone stand, head lolling on his shoulders during the instrumental breaks; his eyes alternated between passion and oblivion. He had the vocal style down, too—the semi-croon that could ascend to an alarming shriek.
- by Paul Beston
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