Band of the Month: August
The Doors
It was not too long ago that I was for the first time in my life embraced by the beautiful voice of Jim Morrison. I remember pressing that play-button, having never really heard anything by them xcept "the end" (which, by the way, is one of my all-time favorite songs). T'was a late may night, at the house of madness, and my soul received blow after blow, 'til I was at last forced into the realms of music, so that I could, for once, forget the misery I was in.
And something magical occured.
A week later, sitting on that Mariestad-bus, I chose oh so wisely, to listen to the album of perfection: strange days.
And oh what an album. I struggled my way through it, and it told me more about myself than I could've ever imagined.
Nevertheless, it wasn't until August that I first was engulfed by the true essence of The Doors' perfection. Waiting for the Sun. What a fucking album. What a fucking piece of awe. The lyrics of this band are fucking incredible; Jim is a poetical genius. Abstract fantasy mixed with pure psychedelia. Nuff said, The Doors are one of the best bands in the musical history and the month of August belongs to them.
Totally
There were of course other candidates as well, and I should honor the most prominent ones:
Dungen/Rush/Pink Floyd/Wu Tang Clan
It was not too long ago that I was for the first time in my life embraced by the beautiful voice of Jim Morrison. I remember pressing that play-button, having never really heard anything by them xcept "the end" (which, by the way, is one of my all-time favorite songs). T'was a late may night, at the house of madness, and my soul received blow after blow, 'til I was at last forced into the realms of music, so that I could, for once, forget the misery I was in.
And something magical occured.
A week later, sitting on that Mariestad-bus, I chose oh so wisely, to listen to the album of perfection: strange days.
And oh what an album. I struggled my way through it, and it told me more about myself than I could've ever imagined.
Nevertheless, it wasn't until August that I first was engulfed by the true essence of The Doors' perfection. Waiting for the Sun. What a fucking album. What a fucking piece of awe. The lyrics of this band are fucking incredible; Jim is a poetical genius. Abstract fantasy mixed with pure psychedelia. Nuff said, The Doors are one of the best bands in the musical history and the month of August belongs to them.
Totally
There were of course other candidates as well, and I should honor the most prominent ones:
Dungen/Rush/Pink Floyd/Wu Tang Clan
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