Book Review: The Collected Works of Jim Morrison
- by Pat Carty
Whether you think that Jim Morrison was a Blakean visionary or ‘just’ a fine shouter in a decent rock n’ roll band, there’s no denying that the good people at Harper Collins have pushed the boat—or perhaps that should be the crystal ship—right out here.
This is a beautiful artefact that every Doors aficionado will covet, with more of the Lizard King’s musings than any sane person could possibly want, along with pictures of that handsome man and his own handwritten work. It’s also hefty enough to serve as a weaponised deterrent should anyone be inconsiderate enough to break into your domicile, or exclude any draft as winter returns.
As well as the poetry—"The Celebration Of The Lizard," "An American Prayer," all the classics, we’re also treated to his Miami trial—after getting his collar felt for getting little Jim out-notes and his Paris journal. “Naked we come & bruised we go, nude pastry for the soft worms below.” Groovy. Like that? Let’s have some more so.
