The Doors: The Soft Parade Page #3

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Hey handsome, what can I do?

- Some of my worst mistakes have

been haircuts. Don't touch it, go away!

I like it just the way it is.

Boys!

Meet Mr. Sullivan.

- Fellows, fellows, just great!

I heard your record "Light That Fire."

- "Light Your Fire."

"Light My Fire."

- Good. Great. Fine! Just fine!

I just have one little thing,

it's a small thing, but important.

The network guys have

a problem with one of your lyrics.

"Girl we couldn't get much higher."

You can't say "higher" on network,

so they asked

if you could say instead:

"Girl, we couldn't get much better."

Can you dig that?

How about:

"Girl you couldn't bite my wire?"

I don't think

standards and practices would ...

And fellows, have a nice big smile

when you get out there.

There's no point in being sullen.

- We're kind of a sullen group, Ed.

You boys should know that

Mr. Sullivan is considering you

for four more shows. You dig?

- We dig. Just give us five minutes.

OK. Groovy!

Have a great show!

Well?

Aw, come on, John.

It's just a word, Jim.

The Stones changed

when they played here.

Why don't you change your name to ...

Sidney or Irving Manzarek?

It's just a word.

Come on. They're my words,

I don't care, let's just jam.

And now,

direct from Los Angeles, California,

The Doors!

Are we OK soundwise,

not too loud? OK.

He said it!

He said it on national TV!

I can't believe that!

What's he doing? What's that?

Oh Jesus!

Get off it! You can see his thing!

You blew it, you little sh*t!

You'll never play Sullivan again!

OK, can you

just move a step forward?

Come on, I know

you love to look at yourself.

Great!

Let's try something different.

Take your shirt off.

You take it off.

- Do you need help?

That's good!

The camera

is whatever you want it to be.

A woman you want to seduce.

A man you want to kill.

Anything you want.

That's nice.

Oh, that's great!

Do you have any idea

what these pictures can do?

One image

controls millions of people.

Where are the Doors?

- Right here! Forget the Doors.

You're the one they want.

You are the Doors. Come on!

Yeah that's good. Be ugly!

I love that.

Anything you want.

There are no restrictions here.

Look at yourself.

Fall in love with yourself.

You're your own audience now.

The want you,

worship, love you,

adore you.

Jim Morrison.

The God of Rock and Cock.

This is the fun part of my job,

this is history in the making.

Let me put it this way: Andy Warhol

is more than an artist. He is art.

I think bright people in America

must ask themselves,

"Does Andy imitate life,

or does life imitate Andy?"

Jim, this is Tom Baker, he's in one

of Andy's Movies: "l, a Man."

And this is Count Ruspuli.

He's Italian, but he lives in Paris,

from a famous family, 700 years

old.

You are great, eh, I see you

at "Ondines" with Hendrix.

So cool! So so cool!

- Don't you like the way he talks?

He's so cool. - What's your trip?

- No trip. What's yours?

Hey I caught your gig at the "Scene."

I thought it was good. It was hot.

I like your movies, man.

You've got a great penis.

Hey Jim, we're gonna split, why don't

you come with us to get a bite

to eat?

No, you can't leave, man.

Where's your will to be weird?

Look that's Jim Morrison. - No!

- I like the Doors.

Let's get out of here.

these people are wacky. - Wacky?

Come with me, Andy is waiting in the

bedroom for you. No, no, not now!

Do you remember in San Francisco?

- No, not really.

This chick here sings with Andy's band

"The Velvet Underground."

She says

she can drink you under the table.

Hi, I'm Nico.

It's so boring tonight.

Some of us are going downtown

to a nightclub. You want to come?

Elevate your taste in trolls, man.

Vodka?

I'll race you.

You're death.

Come on, let's go.

Alright, we're gonna go to a club.

I met this girl over here.

I think she wants to hang out with me.

Don't you guys want

to meet Andy Warhol?

To tell you the truth, I could

do without the guy. He's a freak!

Come on, we've got a big gig tomorrow.

- Hey, wait a minute!

I thought

we were gonna be a rock'n'roll band?

The four of us.

- Come on, Jim, this isn't our scene.

These people are vampires.

Come on, let's make the myths.

Remember?

Don't leave!

Come on you guys, not tonight.

I don't know what will happen.

It might be death.

It's not death, man.

Hey I'll see you tomorrow, bro.

Don't drink too much.

Jimmy, this way.

Andy's waiting, this way.

I'll take you to him.

Jimmy please. Andy's waiting. Come on.

How you doing?

Alright!

Pretty good!

... there was this big show

in Philadelphia.

There were so many people.

Andy, this is Jim Morrison of the

world-famous Doors musical group.

Andy Warhol, of course.

We really like your music.

How are you doing, Andy?

- Oh great.

And there were

so many people at the show.

The paintings

were getting crushed,

and they had to

take them all down.

It looked kind of great ...

- Just a wall.

You see, Andy was the art. You should

do a show with just bare walls.

We would really love to use you

in one of our movies, Jim.

You're such a beauty. - Andy says

everybody will be famous for 15 days.

It would really be great, wouldn't it?

I mean ...

Just the singer, not the song.

The astronaut,

not the voyage.

The trip,

not the arrival.

- Somebody gave me this telephone.

I think it was Edie, wasn't it.

- It was Edie.

Yeah, and she said,

I could talk to God with it,

but I don't have anything to say.

Here, this is for you.

Now you can talk to God.

Morrison, come here!

Darling, I pay the bills, so I can

talk any languages I want.

I think God wants to talk to the bum.

Check it out, brother.

What are your songs about,

Mr. Morrison?

Love, death, travel, revolt.

We all write the songs.

I'm interested in ...

chaos, disorder,

especially activities which

seem to have no meaning, like this.

How do you feel about being called

the ultimate Barbie Doll?

When you say something like that

it's a shortcut to thinking.

What about the dreadful reviews

your new poetry book has gotten?

I guess they didn't understand.

- Didn't you finance its publication?

Have you bothered to read the poetry?

I mean, you keep denying that

anything good can come out of L.A.

That's a rather provincial attitude.

- Do you believe in drugs?

Ich believe in excess.

- What about alcohol?

Is that part of the shaman's wisdom?

- It's the American way.

We spend more money every year on

alcohol and tobacco than on education.

On behalf of British press ... - Where

will you see the Doors in five years?

What do you spend all your money on?

I believe in a long, prolonged

derangement of the senses,

to attain the unknown.

Although I live in the subconscious,

our pale reason

hides the infinite from us.

Are you by any chance

in a trance now, Mr. Morrison?

Do you hurt?

What?

What hurts you the most?

What do your parents think

about what you're doing?

I don't remember being born. It must

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