They were shite with a capital SHITE.

Lizard King? Yeah, right. Dribble Thing is nearer the mark.

I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve walked out of parties populated by drooling potmonsters who’ve just bored the arse off me with slackwitted dribbling about “the lyrics, maaan”. well - let me tell you - “the lyrics, maaan” are at best tired rock drivel, and at worst, pretentious would-be poetry that defies the main convention of poetry, which is that it should be good. I can’t be bothered quoting any of it because it’s too painful to bear, but if you want a giggleworthy example, just try “The End”. If that doesn’t make you want to slap a hippy, I dunno what will. Except for the whole of “American Prayer”, which is as bad as rock music gets.

Being a fat drunk stoner and howling like a baboon about any old shit that comes into your head do not a shaman make. It makes a Jim Morrison - a boorish boozehound with no sense of humour and a vastly inflated opinion of his own worth.

Jim Morrison was a prick. Ray Manzarek should have been drowned at birth. The drummer (Who needs to know HIS name?) was clearly too much into jazz and Robby Kreiger had bad hair, although he wrote the only good songs they ever did.

And to crown it all, who do they get to sing for their “milking the public in the most shameless way imaginable” reformation tour. A goth goon from Bradford who used to play low grade cod-metal, after whacking on ignorantly about native American spirits and “Fatman”. Oooooooh - wait a minute. It’s all becoming clear now.

Bastards.

Whats wrong with you, he was not just a musician he was more. Obviously you cant see that cause you are blind. I feel sorry for people that cant see the obvious talent of the band. Saying that fans of the doors have a low IQ is wrong, why would we have low IQ’s for liking a band. Its like saying people that moan on blogs have low IQ’s but that is obviously wrong. I bet you havnt even listened to more than 2 of his songs. They are not just songs. They are a lot more. Open your eyes you might just find a life.

Among these crimes is the unpardonable one of wearing tight leather pants LONG after he was far too fat for them.

No mercy, I say.