PEOPLES A - M

BABITZ, EVE

So the name of the main character in my WIP is Eve. Got that name from one of my favorite writers of all time, Eve Babitz. She wrote novels and short stories in the 70s and 80s. In the 90s she wrote a non-fiction book on dancing. These days she's doing collage art for magazine covers (recently there was one of Henry James for Ploughshares) and writing magazine articles and working on another novel about Hollywood.

Eve's Hollywood is not a place of movie stars, well, the stars are there, but only in walk-on parts. Eve's Hollywood is more rock and roll and surfing and art and partying and trying to figure out the meaning of life and how to write and where to find the next party.

I have three of Eve's hard cover first editions in excellent condition depsite the fact that I read them each over and over again because Babitz does not put out a book a year and I need my fix.

Sex & Rage remains my favorite Eve Babitz novel. The story is about Jacaranda, a California surfer girl in the 60s who falls into a bad crowd and gets seriously hurt. Then she slowly pulls her life together with the help of, what else? Writing. There's an image in the book of Jacaranda sitting on her bed (a mattress on the floor of a room she rents that holds little else) with her typewriter in her lap, pecking out a piece of fiction.

This is after a spectacular bottoming out that includes copious amounts of alcohol and drugs and a very sleasy guy called Etienne. Jacaranda's day job was painting day-glo designs on surf boards.

This book was published in 1979. I was 24 years old and very romantic. More than anything, I wanted to be a writer. More than anything I wanted to tell my story. And I loved stories about writers who fought their way back to the page from a hell of drink and other drugs. Still do.

Of course, my own story is less spectacular than Jacaranda's. I'm a writer who burned out on teaching, not vodka and cocaine. But then, that's why I write fiction. To give my characters more interesting disasters than I've ever lived through.

Babitz has said in interviews that her books are her life. She doesn't come out and say "thinly veiled autobiography" but she does call her stories and novels "memoirs" so the line between fact and fiction blurs some when I talk about her writing and her life. She wrote L.A. Woman about a Jim Morrison groupie with enough realism to make the reader assume she's putting her own obsession on the page. And Babitz did have her rock and roll adventures. She designed album covers for Linda Ronstadt, The Byrds, and Buffalo Springfield, so you know she hung out with some seriously talented people.

A nude picture photographer Julian Wasser took of her at age 20, playing chess in a museum with artist Marcel Duchamp (Duchamp's work is in the background) is pretty famous

but I like this one (circa 1982) with her cat better

So anyway, that's the original Eve. And what this all has to do with my writing process is this. Some days a writer just needs to think about her book. Sometimes thinking about your book can take you down some strange paths that on the surface might not appear to have any bearing at all with the work in question. In my experience, it's always good to follow the strange path.

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BABITZ, MIRANDI

Sister of Eve Babitz. Measured the inside leg of Jim Morrison for his custom-made leather pants.

MIRANDI BABITZ, MA:
Master's Degree in Clinical Psychology with an emphasis in counseling.
Marriage and Family Counseling Licensed since 1993 (#MFC 31156)
Certificate in Cognitive Therapy - Center for Cognitive Therapy - 1991
Certificate in Alcohol/Drug Abuse Studies - UCLA, 1995

PERSONAL STATEMENT
As a therapist, I am committed to helping people realize their full potential by overcoming self-limiting beliefs. We all have core beliefs about ourselves and about the world. Some of them have a powerful positive influence, helping us to move effectively through life's challenges. Other beliefs may be negative, harmful and even damaging.

I've walked an unusual path to bring me to where I am today. In my first career, I worked as a clothing designer for the music and movie industries. I designed clothes for my own boutique on the Sunset Strip, for rock and roll musicians in Los Angeles and London, and for French cinema. I changed careers and went on to produce rock concerts to raise money for causes, and later owned my own concert promotion company. Both of these professions gave me an opportunity to really learn about life, but they also immersed me in a highly stressful, and unstable lifestyle. "Experience is not what happens to you, it is what you do with what happens to you." I like that statement, because it points out that we always have a choice about where we are going, no matter where we've been.

I underwent a major personal change when I stopped using drugs and alcohol with the help of Twelve Step programs. I also overcame a life long problem with anxiety. I returned to school to pursue a new goal of becoming a therapist. I bring with me to my profession a love of people, a love of music and art, as well as an understanding of the 'real world' of business, and a first hand knowledge of the true nature of individual change. I believe in the healing power of the therapeutic relationship, personal responsibility and spiritual growth. Change is not easy, but with self- honesty, open-mindedness and willingness, it is always possible.

EXPERIENCE AND AFFILIATIONS:
I have been in private practice in the South Bay area at the same location for fourteen years.

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BARNARD, LEON

war von Ende der 60er bis Anfang der 70er Ex-Pressesprecher der DOORS.

Leon Barnard

Interview von Jürgen Bamberg (JLK) mit Leon bitte HIER klicken

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BARRES, PAMELA DES
Famous Rock Groupie

Sie hatte alle: Mick Jagger, Jim Morrison, Keith Moon, Jimmy Page, Robert Plant, Gram Parsons, Ray Davies, Frank Zappa and many more. Miss Pamela, the most beautiful and famous of the groupies.

Jim Morrison had a classic Jekyll and Hyde personality. If you were with him when he was drunk or stoned, he could be degrading and abusive. If you were with him when he was relatively sober, he could be Prince Charming and a true romantic. Unfortunately, during his last few years on Earth, Jim was drunk more often than not.

Bevor Pamela des Barres zum bekanntesten Groupie der Welt wurde, war auch sie Fan. In ihrem Jugendzimmer unter Beatles-Postern war der Höhepunkt ihrer Ekstase, ein Sammelbildchen von Paul McCartney zu betrachten, das sie wie eine Reliquie aufbewahrte, weil sich unter der Hose des Popstars seine Männlichkeit abzeichnete. Erst als sie 1965 durch Freunde den Musiker Captain Beefheart in Los Angeles traf, veränderte sich ihr Leben grundlegend. Mit sechzehn Jahren begann sie, die Welt des Rock 'n' Roll selbst zu erkunden, statt weiterhin nur davon zu träumen. Im Laufe ihrer Karriere als Groupie Nr. 1 traf sie vier der fünf Beatles persönlich, ließ sich von einem hartnäckig insistierenden Mick Jagger zu einer Affäre überreden (sie hatte eigentlich ihrem damaligen Freund treu sein wollen) und hatte eine komplizierte Liaison mit Jimmy Page von Led Zeppelin, den sie auch auf einer Tournee begleitete. Über dieses Erlebnis schreibt sie in ihrer Biografie "I'm with the Band": "Diese drei Tage auf Tour mit Led Zeppelin waren der klassische Rock-'n'-Roll-Himmel. Ich war genau das, was ich immer sein wollte: die Freundin des Lead-Gitarristen der besten Band der Welt."

Die wenigsten Groupies haben es im Musikbusiness zu eigenem Erfolg gebracht. Selbst berühmt werden wollten sie erst, nachdem sie und ihr Tun von anderen - meist männlichen Ikonen - zu Kunst erklärt wurde. Das hat Frank Zappa gleich mehrfach erledigt. Für ihn waren die GTOs und Cynthia Plaster Caster Künstlerinnen. Allerdings durften die GTOs bei Auftritten von Zappa zwar als Background-Sängerinnen auf der Bühne stehen und nahmen unter seiner Anleitung sogar eine Platte auf, doch war ihnen in seinem Kollektiv vor allem der dekorative Platz an seiner Seite zugedacht. Sie selbst wären, so scheint es, nie auf die Idee gekommen, es ihren Idolen gleichzutun.

Am weitesten in Richtung Pop-Art ging Cynthia Plaster Caster, die von den Geschlechtsorganen ihrer berühmten Liebhaber Gipsabdrücke angefertigt hatte - nachdem sie in ihrer Bildhauerklasse dazu aufgefordert worden war, etwas "Hartes" in Gips nachzubilden. Die Paste, mit der sie die Abdrücke ausführte, war nur kurze Zeit formbar - eigentlich war sie für den Einsatz in der Dentalprothetik bestimmt - und verlangte Modell wie Modelleurin je ganz eigene Kunstfertigkeiten ab. Von Liebe keine Rede. Kein Wunder, dass nicht jede Sitzung von Erfolg, sprich: einem naturalistischen Abbild des Objekts der Begierde gekrönt war.

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BERNETT, SAM

Manager (eventuell sogar Besitzer!?!) des Pariser Nachtclub Rock 'n' Circus zur Zeit als Jim + Pamela in Frankreich weilten.

Er schrieb eine Biografie:
"The End: Jim Morrison"

Bei AMAZON Frankreich erschienen

Neue Zweifel an Todesumständen von Jim Morrison
Enthüllungsbuch:
Sänger der Doors starb in Pariser Nachtclub an Überdosis Heroin

Paris – Ist Doors-Sänger Jim Morrison wirklich in seiner Badewanne an Herzversagen gestorben? So lautet die offizielle Version, die Gerüchte um die Todesumstände des Kultstars sind jedoch nie ganz verklungen. Jetzt, 36 Jahre später, hat ein früherer Nachtclubmanager aus Paris die Geschichte ganz anders beschrieben. Sam Bernett berichtet in seinem gerade erschienenen Buch „The End: Jim Morrison“, der Sänger sei an einer Überdosis Heroin auf der Toilette einer Disco gestorben.

„Der hübsche Boy aus Kalifornien lag wie ein bewegungsloser Brocken zusammengekrümmt auf dem Klo, er war tot“, schreibt Bernett. Zwei Drogendealer hätten Morrison herausgeholt und vermutlich in seine Wohnung getragen.

Bernett war Anfang zwanzig, als Morrison 1971 mit 27 Jahren starb. Der Clubmanager (Rock 'n' Circus) wurde ein bekannter Radiomoderator und machte sich einen Namen als Chronist der Rockgeschichte. Jahrelang hielt er seine Geschichte geheim, obwohl er von Reportern ständig gelöchert wurde. Auf drängen seiner Frau schrieb er schließlich ein Buch, wie er der Nachrichtenagentur AP berichtete. „Es sind für mich wirklich hässliche Erinnerungen.“

Ein Sprecher der französischen Justiz hält es für unwahrscheinlich, dass auf Grund des Buches ein neues Verfahren eröffnet wird oder irgendjemand noch angeklagt werden könnte. Schließlich wären etwaige Verbrechen verjährt. Stephen Davis, Autor von „Jim Morrison: Life, Death, Legend“, will seine Geschichte auch nicht umschreiben. Nach seinen Recherchen nahm Morrison in dem Nachtclub zwar eine Überdosis, überlebte aber und starb erst einige Tage später. „Wenn er wirklich auf dem Klo gestorben wäre, wäre das schon längst bekannt geworden.“

Der Doors-Frontmann kam 1971 nach Paris, er steckte in einer Krise. Weil er 1969 bei einem Konzert in Florida seinen Penis gezeigt haben soll, wurde er verurteilt. Veranstalter sagten daraufhin Konzerte ab und die Band wurde in einen Strudel negativer Berichterstattung gezogen. In Paris wartete Morrison auf das Urteil im Berufungsprozess. Er lebte mit seiner Freundin Pamela Courson in einer Wohnung am nördlichen Seine-Ufer, zog wie ein Tourist durch die Stadt und trug eigene Manuskripte in einer Plastiktüte mit sich herum. Er wurde so dick, dass er kaum wiederzuerkennen war, und sein Gesundheitszustand war bedenklich.

Das hielt ihn laut Bernett aber nicht davon ab, ausgiebig zu feiern. Morrison habe „praktisch jede Nacht“ im Rock and Roll Circus verbracht, einem angesagten Nachtclub, den der Enthüllungsautor damals leitete.

„Etwas Schaum und Blut auf der Nase“

Am 3. Juli 1971 gegen 01.00 Uhr sei er mal wieder hereingekommen, zwei Drogendealer hätten ihm Heroin verkauft. Dann sei er verschwunden. Später habe der Türsteher eine verschlossene Toilette aufgebrochen. Darin habe Morrison gelegen, ohne Bewusstsein. „Unter unseren Gästen war ein Arzt, ich bat ihn, Morrison zu untersuchen“, sagte Bernett. „Als wir ihn tot vorfanden, hatte er etwas Schaum und Blut auf der Nase. Der Arzt sagte: 'Das muss eine Überdosis sein'.“

Die Drogendealer hätten behauptet, Morrison sei nur bewusstlos, und hätten ihn fortgebracht. Der Nachtclubbesitzer habe ihn gehindert, den Notarzt zu rufen, um einen öffentlichen Skandal zu vermeiden. Bernett vermutet, die Dealer legten Morrison in seine Badewanne, um ihn wieder wach zu bekommen.

Morrisons Freundin Courson, die drei Jahre später an einer Überdosis starb, erzählte der Polizei eine andere Geschichte. Laut ihrer Version ging das Paar ins Kino und danach Essen, anschließend hätten sie zu Hause Platten gehört und dann seien dann eingeschlafen. In der Nacht sei Morrison aufgewacht und habe sich krank gefühlt, dann sei er in eine heiße Wanne gestiegen. Sie haben ihn dann tot in der Wanne vorgefunden.

Der Sänger wurde am 7. Juli 1971 in einer nüchternen Zeremonie auf dem Pariser Friedhof Père Lachaise beigesetzt, eine Autopsie wurde nie vorgenommen. Das Grab Morrisons ist zu einer Pilgerstädte für „Doors“-Fans geworden, die dort täglich Kerzen, Briefe oder Joints niederlegen. (AP)
(Quelle: http://www.dieneueepoche.com/articles/2007/07/11/141178.html)

Neue Hinweise zum Ableben Morrisons
Tod in Pariser Nachtclub?

"The Doors"-Star Jim Morrison ist angeblich an einer Überdosis Heroin in der Toilette eines Pariser Nachtclubs gestorben. Der frühere Clubinhaber, Sam Bernett, fechtet die offizielle Darstellung an, derzufolge der Rocker 1971 in seinem Pariser Appartment verstarb, berichtet "contactmusic.com".

Morrisons wahre Todesursache soll vertuscht worden sein, um die Polizei nicht auf die Drogenaktivitäten des Nachtlokals aufmerksam zu machen. Bernett behauptet, den toten Sänger selbst gefunden zu haben. "Mir wurde eingeschärft 'Wir haben nichts gesehen, nichts gehört, wir halten den Mund! Klar? Nur so können wir einen Skandal verhindern'."
(Quelle: http://specials.bunte.de/bunte/newsline/p.php?id=8219)

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BOTNICK, BRUCE
Tontechniker bei Elektra Records

Tontechniker von Elektra Records; bei der ersten Platte beteiligt

Boy wonder recording engineer for Love, Tim Buckley, the Doors, and co-producer of "LA Woman." In the Nineties, a producer of movie soundtracks and Disney cast albums.

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BRECHT, BERTOLT

A lyricist for the Doors

Bertolt Brecht (gebürtig Eugen Berthold Friedrich Brecht; * 10. Februar 1898 in Augsburg; † 14. August 1956 in Berlin) wird als einflussreichster deutscher Dramatiker und Lyriker des 20. Jahrhunderts bezeichnet. Er ist auch international für seine Werke angesehen und ausgezeichnet worden. Brecht gilt als Begründer des epischen Theaters bzw. „dialektischen Theaters“. Brecht bezeichnete sich selbst gegenüber Walter Benjamin als Kommunisten.

Aufstieg und Fall der Stadt Mahagonny, kurz Mahagonny genannt, ist eine Oper in drei Akten (die Akteinteilung fehlt in den meisten späteren Textausgaben). Die Musik stammt von Kurt Weill, das Libretto von Bertolt Brecht. Die Oper wurde am 9. März 1930 in Leipzig uraufgeführt und hat eine Spieldauer von etwa 2 1/2 Stunden. Die Handlung spielt in Mahagonny, einer fiktiven Stadt in Nordamerika in der Gegenwart.
Daraus entstand auch der DOORS Song Alabama Song.

Alabama Song
Ein Lied mit Songcharakter, welches am Anfang von Jenny und sechs Mädchen auf dem Weg in die Netzestadt gesungen wird. Die Mädchen haben Heimat und Geborgenheit verloren und sehen ihre einzige Überlebenschance darin, sich an die Männer von Mahagonny zu verkaufen. Sie verabschieden sich vom Mond und damit von der Hoffnung auf ein besseres Leben, auf romantische Liebe und Geborgenheit. Weill schafft in der Solostimme Jennys einen kennzeichnenden Wechsel zwischen Nostalgie ausdrückenden, traurigen Koloraturen und eher zynisch klingendem Sprechgesang.

Der in englischer Sprache verfasste Songtext wurde zuerst 1927 in Brechts Gedichtsammlung Hauspostille veröffentlicht. Das Originalgedicht hat ein männliches lyrisches Ich.

Der Song wurde oft bearbeitet, u.a. wurde er von der US-amerikanischen Rockband The Doors, David Bowie, Abwärts (Band) sowie der schweizerischen Industrialband The Young Gods gecovert.

Der Alabama Song war ursprünglich von Kurt Weill und Bertolt Brecht für deren Oper Aufstieg und Fall der Stadt Mahagonny geschrieben worden.

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BRETEUIL, GRAF JEAN DE

Adliger, Graf, Lebemann, Drogendealer und... und... und.
Bizarre Gestalt während der letzten Zeit in Paris

Erste aufgetauchte Fotos des Grafen

Fragwürdige Gestalt aus den Tagen in Paris. Er war der Liebhaber und Dealer von Pamela Anderson in Paris. Angeblich auch der Geliebte Marianne Faithful und Talitha Getty.

Nach unbestätigten Presseberichten soll er auch das Heroin an Janis Joplin geliefert haben, das in der Nacht vom 03. auf den 04. Oktober 1970 im Landmark Hotel in Los Angeles zu ihrem Tod - mit ebenfalls 27 Jahren - durch Überdosis führte.
( Quelle: http://www.vueweekly.com/articles/default.aspx?i=532 )

Er starb ebenfall im Jahr 1971 in Tanger / Marokko.
Todesursache: Überdosis Heroin.

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Brodsky, Joel

"You know, Morrison never really looked that way again, and those pictures have become a big part of the Doors' legend," Mr. Brodsky said. "I think I got him at his peak."

Five of Mr. Brodsky's photographs of the Doors appeared as album covers, and he received a Grammy nomination for the group's 1967 debut, "The Doors." His cover shot for "Strange Days" (1967) showed carnival acrobats, a strongman and a midget in a conceptual street scene.

Music Photographer Joel Brodsky Dies At 67

© Joel Brodsky for Elektra Records
Brodsky's image of Jim Morrison was reproduced on the cover of "The Best of The Doors."

March 02, 2007
By Daryl Lang

Rock 'n' roll photographer Joel Brodsky, whose picture of a shirtless, Christ-like Jim Morrison defined the trademark look of The Doors' lead singer, died Thursday at age 67.

Brodsky photographed hundreds of album covers, including classic 1960s and 70s LPs like Van Morrison's "Astral Weeks" and Isaac Hayes' "Black Moses." His Doors covers include "Strange Days," "The Doors," "The Soft Parade," "An American Prayer" and "The Best of The Doors," one of the top selling albums of all time.

Brodsky died of an apparent heart attack Thursday at his home in Stamford, Conn., according to his son-in-law Sid Holt (who is editorial director of Nielsen Business Media, the parent company of PDN).

Brodsky was born in Brooklyn, N.Y., on Oct. 7, 1939. After graduating from Syracuse University, he served in the U.S. Army in the early 1960s.

In 1966 he opened a photo studio in New York. One of his first professional jobs was photographing musician Eric Andersen for an album cover as a favor for a friend, work that later led to a job shooting The Doors.

Brodsky sometimes referred to his famous 1968 picture of Morrison as "The Young Lion," and recounted of how Morrison was drunk during the session. "We kept shooting until Jim, who'd had about 3/4 a bottle of booze, started tripping and knocking over equipment," Brodsky said last year during a presentation of his work at the Apple Store in New York.

Director Oliver Stone recreated the photo shoot in the film "The Doors," but based the photographer character on Sixteen magazine editor Gloria Stavers.

Other artists to pose for Brodsky's camera included Joan Baez, James Brown, Harry Chapin, Judy Collins, Aretha Franklin, Buddy Guy, John Lee Hooker, Iggy Pop and the Stooges, Kiss and Tom Waits.

Later in his career, Brodsky shot for ad clients including Avon, Revlon, Bloomingdale's and Paul Stuart. He also directed TV commercials for Revlon.

Brodsky is survived by his wife Valerie, three daughters, a sister and three granddaughters. A memorial service will take place Tuesday, March 6, at Riverside Memorial Chapel, 180 W. 76th St. in Manhattan. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the American Diabetes Association.

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One Afternoon in New York
Joel Brodsky remembers The Young Lion

The famed “Young Lion” photograph of Jim Morrison is probably the most widely used photo of The Doors collection. Joel Brodsky tells his story of the photograph session which produced this famous photo:

Brodsky has taken many of The Doors best known photos. He shot the back cover of the first album, the award winning cover of Strange Days, and the jackets of The Soft Parade and the Greatest Hits LP. In addition, he shot the famous inner sleeve of Strange Days. Brodsky describes that famous session, which yielded the legendary “Young Lion” photo of Morrison.

I always thought it was sort of funny that the pictures of Morrison from that session were the most used. Jim was totally plastered. The session started out normally. We were taking group shots and they were all being very cooperative. The Doors were among the brighter groups I'd shot at that point. They had a visual orientation and seemed to understand the potential of a good photo session. Initially, there seemed to be a little jealously that Morrison was being put so up front in the photos, but basically the others understood that Jim was the sex symbol and an important visual focus for the band.

After we'd done group shots. I shot some individual pictures of each member, saving Morrison for last. I knew I was going to be spending the most time with him, so I didn't want them to have to sit around and wait too long. Well, while this was going on, Jim was drinking quite a bit. So by the time I got to shooting the individual shots of him, Morrison was pretty loose.

The shot on the inner sleeve of the Greatest Hits album was pretty near the end, I think. By that time, he was so drunk he was stumbling into the lights and we had to stop the session. He wasn't a wild drunk - actually he was kind of quiet - but his equilibrium wasn't too terrific. Still, he was great to photograph because he had a very interesting look.

It seemed like a good session to me, and then a week or so later, we ran one of the photos in the Village Voice. The story I've heard is that they got something like ten thousand requests for the picture. You know, Morrison never really looked that way again, and those pictures have become a big part of The Doors' legend. I think I got him at his peak.

Joel Brodsky donated his 32 year old photo of Jim Morrison to a silent auction for the benefit of abused children.

[ONE AFTERNOON IN NEW YORK (BAM 7-3-81) - Joel Brodsky, Photographer]
Copyright 2002 by Joel Brodsky/ Waiting-forthe-Sun.net

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BURDON, ERIC

An Animal, with war stories of Jim Morrison's night tripping.

Eric Victor Burdon (* 11. Mai 1941 in Newcastle upon Tyne, England) ist ein britischer Rock-Musiker. Er war Sänger der Rockbands The Animals und War.

Eric Burdon war 1962 in Newcastle Gründungsmitglied der Animals. Ab 1966 nannte sich die Band Eric Burdon and the Animals oder auch The New Animals. 1970 schloss sich Burdon der Latino/Funksoul-Combo War aus der San Francisco Bay-Area an, verließ die Band jedoch bereits 1971 und begann eine Solo-Karriere.

1976 und 1983 gab es kurzzeitige Wiedervereinigungen der Animals.

In den 90er Jahren spielte Burdon einige kleinere Filmrollen, unter anderem auch in deutschen Filmen.

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Courson, Pamela
22. Dezember 1946 - 25. April 1974

Eine der ganz wenigen Videos mit der echten Pamela Courson-Morrison, ca. 1972 (?)

Bilder der beiden mit einem Song hinterlegt, den Jimbo für sie geschrieben hat

Pamela Curson

Pamela Susan Courson wurde am 22. Dezember 1946 in Weed, Kalifornien geboren.
Sie hat Jim im Gazzarri's Club in L.A. kennengelernt. Sie war eine Kunststudentin im Los Angeles City College.

Pamela Backstage at the WISKY A GO GO 1966

Als sich die beiden das erste Mal trafen war sie 19 Jahre alt. Sie sollte Jims ständige Begleiterin für die nächsten 5 Jahre bis zu seinem Tod 1971 werden.



Ihre Beziehung kann als eine Art Hass-Liebe beschrieben werden. Sie haben sich wirklich geliebt, aber sie haben sich auch oft gestritten und missbraucht. Sie war die eine Frau die neben Jim bestehen konnte und es auch tat. Sie konnte ihn bestrafen und ebenso konnte er das mit ihr machen. Beide hatten Seitensprünge und Affären, aber sie haben immer wieder zueinander gefunden. Pamela hat später in ihrer Beziehung zu Jim seinen Namen Morrison angenommen, obwohl sie nie verheiratet waren.

Wie und wann starb Pamela Courson?
Pamela Susan Courson Morrison starb am 25. April 1974 in ihrem Appartement in Hollywood an einer Überdosis Heroin. Ursprünglich hatten ihre Eltern beabsichtigt sie mit Jim auf dem Friedhof von Pere-Lachaise zu beerdigen. Pamelas Vater hat Pere Lachaise als Beerdigungsort auf dem Todeszertifikat angegeben. Wie auch immer, aufgrund des enormen Bürokratieaufwandes der mit dem Transport eines Leichnams in ein anderes Land zur Beerdigung verbunden gewesen wäre, haben ihre Eltern ihre verbrannten sterblichen Überreste Fairhaven Memorial Park in Santa Ana, Kalifornien begraben.

Pamela Susan Courson (December 22, 1946-April 25, 1974) was best known as the long-term companion of late Doors' vocalist Jim Morrison. After the deaths of Morrison and Courson, her parents got an out of state court to declare that the couple had what qualified as a common law marriage, despite the fact that it was an open relationship, and that Morrison's will described him as "an unmarried person."

JIM MORRISON PAMELA COURSON SILVER ARMBAND THE DOORS

An old Mexican silver armband representing a two headed king snake,purchased by Jim Morrison in an antique shop in Acapulco in 1966.He sheared it with his girlfriend Pamela Courson & she kept it as a "love present".In 1967 she came to Italy by herself for an holiday;after she spent more than a good time together with an Italian friend (...)before she left to go back to London,she gave the bracelet to him as a "love gift" from her...& Jim. On a piece of paper she draw a sketch of a "weird triangle" between she,Jim & him with the intials crossed on as"Pamela Courson Jim Morrison With Love". The lot include: The siver armband;the sheet of paper with the address & the sketch designed by Pamela; a photograph shot by a paparazzo in a restaurant in Rome,showing Pamela Courson eating a pizza together with the above"not" named guy.The guy has ben cut out from the photograph for privacy reasons.On the enlargment the silver armband is clearly visible on her wrist.According with the story narrated by the guy;he went to see her in London few months later & met Jim Morrison backstage after a concert at the London Roundhouse .Unfortunately there are no photos of this meeting. Provenience:I adquired the armband directly from the owner in 1991 after it went unsold in the first Italian Christie's auction of music memorabilia in Rome.I 've kept in my collection since. There is a small round engraving in the inside of the armband"Villadares Taxlo" possibly the signature of the craftsman & the print "sterling 925".The two parts of the armband are connected by a spring, like a bivalved shell.the bracelet is in great conditions.A beautiful artyfact.The image represented on the armband fits perfectly With the Jim Morrison persona,as much as his leather pants. If anybody has got a photo of Jim Morrison wearing the armband,please contact me.I will pay top $.Thank You..

Ging meines Erachtens bei eBay für $ 8. 800 an einen neuen Besitzer.

The New Creatures To Pamela Susan
© by Jim Morrison

I

Snakeskin jacket
Indian eyes
Brilliant hair

He moves in disturbed
Nile Insect
Air

II

You parade thru the soft summer
We watch your eager rifle decay
Your wilderness
Your teeming emptiness
Pale forests on verge of light
decline.

More of your miracles
More of your magic arms

III

Bitter grazing in sick pastures
Animal sadness & the daybed
Whipping.
Iron curtains pried open.
The elaborate sun implies
dust, knives, voices.

Call out of the Wilderness
Call out of fever, receiving
the wet dreams of an Aztec King.

IV

The banks are high & overgrown
rich w/ warm green danger.
Unlock the canals.
Punish our sister's sweet playmate distress.
Do you want us that way w/ the rest?
o you adore us?
When you return will you still want to play w/ us?

V

Fall down.
Strange gods arrive in fast enemy poses.
Their shirts are soft marrying cloth and hair together.
All along their arms ornaments conceal veins bluer that blood pretending welcome.
Soft lizard eyes connect.
Their soft drained insect cries erect new fear, where fears reign.
The rustling of sex against their skin.
The wind withdraws all sound.
Stamp your witness on the punished ground.

VI

Wounds, stags, & arrows
Hooded flashing legs plunge near the tranquil women.
Startling obedience from the pool people.
Astonishing caves to plunder.
Loose, nerveless ballets of looting.
Boys are running.
Girls are screaming, falling.
The air is thick w/ smoke.
Dead crackling wires dance pools of sea blood.

VII

Lizard woman
w/ your insect eyes
w/ your wild surprise.
Warm daughter of silence.
Venom.
Turn your back w/ a slither of moaning wisdom.
The unblinking blind eyes behind walls new histories rise
and wake growling & whining the weird dawn of dreams.
Dogs lie sleeping.
The wolf howls.
A creature lives out the war.
A forest.
A rustle of cut words, choking
river.

VIII

The snake, the lizard, the insect eye
the huntsman's green obedience.
Quick, in raw time, serving stealth & slumber,
grinding warm forests into restless lumber.
Now for the valley.
Now for the syrup hair.
Stabbing the eyes, widening skies
behind the skull bone.
Swift end of hunting.
Hug round the swollen torn breast & red-stained throat.
The hounds gloat.
Take her home.
Carry our sister's body, back
to the boat.

A pair of Wings
Crash
High winds of Karma

Sirens
Laughter & young voices
in the mts.

Saints
the Negro, Africa
Tattoo
eyes like time

Build temporary habitations, games
& chambers, play there, hide.

First man stood, shifting stance
while germs of sight
unfurl'd Flags in his skull

and quickening, hair, nails, skin
turned slowly, whirl'd, in
the warm aquarium, warm
wheel turning.

Cave fish, eels, & gray salamanders
turn in their night career of sleep.

The idea of vision escapes
the animal worm whose earth
is an ocean, whose eyes is its body.

The theory is that birth is prompted
by the child's desire to leave the womb.
But in the photograph an unborn horse's
neck strains inward w/ legs scooped out.

From this everything follows:

Swallow milk at the breast
until there's no milk.

Squeeze wealth at the rim
until tile pools claim it.

He swallows seed, his pride
until w/ pale mouth legs

she sucks the root, dreading
world to devour child.

Doesn't the ground swallow me
when I die, or the sea
if I die at sea?

The City. Hive, Web, or severed
insect mound. All citizens heirs
of the same royal parent.

The caged beast, the holy center,
a garden in the midst of the city.

"See Naples & die."
Jump ship. Rats, sailors
& death.

So many wild pigeons.
Animals ripe w/ new diseases.
"There is only one disease
and I am its catalyst,"
cried doomed pride of the carrier.

Fighting, dancing, gambling,
bars, cinemas thrive
in the avid summer.

Savage destiny

Naked girl, seen from behind,
on a natural road

Friends
explore the labyrinth

- Movie
young woman left on the desert

A city gone mad w/ fever

Sister of the unicorn, dance
Sisters & brothers of Pyramid
Dance

Mangled hands
Tales of the Old Days

Discovery of the Sacred Pool
changes
Mute-handed stillness baby cry

The wild dog
The sacred beast

Find her!

He goes to see the girl
of the ghetto
Dark savage streets.
A hut, lighted by candle.
She is magician
Female prophet
Sorceress
Dressed in the past
All arrayed.

The stars
The moon
She reads the future
in your hand.

The walls are garish red
The stairs
High discordant screaming
She has the tokens.
"You too"
"Don't go"
He flees.
Music renews.

The mating-pit.
"Salvation"
Tempted to leap in circle.

Negroes riot.

Fear the Lords who are secret among us.
The Lords are w/ in us.
Born of sloth & cowardice.

He spoke to me. He frightened
me w/ laughter. He took
my hand, & led me past
silence into cool whispered
Bells.

A file of young people
going thru a small woods

They are filming something
in the street, in front of
our house.

Walking to the riot
Spreads to the houses
the lawns

suddenly alive now
w/ people
running

I don't dig what they did
to that girl
Mercy pack
Wild song they sing
As they chop her hands
Nailed to a ghost
Tree

I saw a lynching
Met the strange men of the souther swamp
Cypress was their talk
Fish-call & bird-song
Roots & signs out of all knowing
They chanced to be there
Guides, to the white
gods.

An armed camp.
Army army
burning itself in
feasts.

Jackal, we sniff after the survivors of caravans.
We reap bloody crops on war fields.
No meat of any corpse deprives our lean bellies.
Hunger drives us on scented winds.
Stranger, traveler,
peer into our eyes & translate
the horrible barking of ancient dogs.

Camel caravans bear
witness guns to Caesar.
Hordes crawl & seep inside
the walls. The streets
flow stone. Life goes
on absorbing war. Violence
kills the temple of no sex.

Terrible shouts start
the journey
- If they had migrated sooner

- a high wailing keening
piercing animal lament
from a woman
high atop a Mt. tower

- Thin wire fence
in the mind
dividing the heart

Surreptitiously
They smile
Inviting - Smiling

Choktai
leave!
evil
leave!
No come here
Leave her!

A creature is nursing
its child

soft arms around
the head & the neck
a mouth to connect
leave this child alone
This one is mine
I'm taking her home
Back to the rain

The assassin's bullet
Marries the King
Dissembling miles of air
To kiss the crown.
The Prince rambles in blood.
Ode to the neck
That was groomed
For rape's gown.

Cancer city
Urban fall
Summer sadness
The highways of the old town
Ghosts in cars
Electric shadows

Ensenada
the dead seal
the dog crucifixghosts of the dead car sun.
Stop the car.
Rain. Night.
Feel.

Sea-bird sea-moan
Earthquake murmuring
Fast-burning incense
Clamoring surging
Serpentine road
To the Chinese caves
Home of the winds
The gods of mourning

The city sleeps
& the unhappy children
roam w/ animal gangs.
They seem to speak
to their friends
the dogs
who teach them trails.
Who can catch them?
Who can make them come
inside?

The tent girl
at midnight
stole to the well
& met her lover there
They talked a while
& laughed
& then he left
She put an orange pillow
on her breast

In the morning
Chief w/drew his troops
& planned a map
The horsemen rose on up
the women fixed the ropes

on tight
The tents are folded now
We march toward the sea

Catalog of Horrors
Descriptions of Natural disaster
Lists of miracles in the divine corridor
Catalog of fish in the divine canal
Catalog of objects in the room
List of things in the sacred river

I

The soft parade has now begun
on Sunset.
Cars come thundering down
the canyon.
Now is the time & the place.
The cars come rumbling.
"You got a cool machine."
These engine beasts
muttering their soft
talk. A delight
at night
to hear their quiet voices
again
after 2 years.

Now the soft parade
has soon begun.
Cool pools
from a tired land
sink now
in the peace of evening.
Clouds weaken
& die.
The sun, an orange skull,
whispers quietly, becomes an
island, & is gone.

There they are
watching
us everything
will be dark.
The light changed.
We were aware
knee-deep in the fluttering air
as the ships move on
trains in their wake.
Trench mouth
again in the camps.
Gonorrhea
Tell the girl to go home
We need a witness
to the killing.

II

The artists of Hell
set up easels in parks
the terrible landscape,
where citizens find anxious pleasure
preyed upon by savage bands of youths

I can't believe this is happening
I can't believe all these people
are sniffing each other
& backing away
teeth grinning
hair raised, growling, here in
the slaughtered wind

I am ghost killer.
witnessing to all
my blessed sanction
This is it
no more fun
the death of all joy
has come.

Do you dare
deny my
potency
my kindness
or forgiveness?
Just try
you will fry
like the rest
in holiness

And not for a
penny
will I spare
any time
for you
Ghost children
down there
in the frightening world

You are alone
& have no need of other
you & the child mother
who bore you
who weaned you
who made you man

III

Photo-booth killer
fragile bandit
straight from ambush

Kill me!
Kill the child who made
Thee.
Kill the thought-provoking
senator of lust

who brought you to this state.

Kill hate
disease
warfare
sadness

Kill badness
Kill madness
Kill photo mother murder tree
Kill me.
Kill yourself
Kill the little blind elf.

The beautiful monster
vomits a stream of watches
clocks jewels knives silver
coins & copper blood

The well of time & trouble
whiskey bottles perfume
razor blades beads
liquid insects hammers
& thin nails the feet of
birds eagle feathers & claws
machine parts chrome
teeth hair shards of
pottery & skulls the ruins
of our time the debris by
a lake the gleaming
beer cans & rust & sable
menstrual fur

Dance naked on broken
bones feet bleed & stain
glass cuts cover your mind
& the dry end of vacuum
boat white the people
drop lines in still pools
& pull ancient trout
from the deep home. Scales
crusted & gleaming green
A knife was stolen. A
valuable hunting knife
By some strange boys
from the other camp across
the Lake

I

Are these our friends
racing & shuddering
thru the calm vales of parliament

My son will not die in the war
He will return
numbed peasent voice of Orient
fisherman

Last time you said
this was the only way
voice of tender young girl

Running & speaking
infected green
jungles

consult the oracle
bitter creek
crawl
they exist on rainwater

monkey-love
mantra mate
maker of brandy

The poison isles
The poison

Take this thin granule
of evil snakeroot
from the southern
shore

way out miracle
will find thee

The chopper blazed over
inward click & sure
blasted matter, made
the time bombs free
of leprous lands
spotted w/ hunger
& clinging to law

Please
show us your ragged head
& silted smiling eyes
calm in fire
a silky flowered shirt
edging the eyes, alive
spidery, distant
dial lies

come, calm one
into the life-try

already wifelike
latent, leathery, loose
lawless, large & languid
She was a kingdom-cry
legion of lewd marching
mind-men

Where are your manners
out there on the sunlit
desert
boundless galaxies of dust
cactus spines, beads
bleach stones, bottles
& rust cars, stored for shaping
The new man, time-soldier
picked his way narrowly
thru the crowded ruins
of once grave city, gone
comic now w/ rats
& the insects of refuge

He lives in cars
goes fruitless thru
the frozen schools
& finds no space
in shades of obedience

the monitors are silenced
the great graveled guard-towers
sicken on the westward beach
so tired of watching

if only on horse were left
to ride thru the waste
a dog at his side
to sniff meat-maids
chained on the public poles

there is no more argument
in beds, at night
blackness is burned
Stare into the parlors of town
where a woman dances
in her European gown
to the great waltzes
this could be fun
to rule a wasteland

II

Cherry palms
Terrible shores
& more
& many more

This we know
that all are free
in the school-made
text of the unforgiven

deceit smiles
incredible hardships are suffered

by those barely able
to endure

but all will pass
lie down in green grass
& smile, & muse, & gaze
upon her smooth
resemblance
to the mating-Queen
who it seems
is in love
w/ the horseman

now, isn't that fragrant
Sir, isn't that knowing
w/ a wayward careless
backward glance

July 24, 1968

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FAITHFULL, MARIANNE


Marianne Faithfull
(* 29. Dezember 1946 in Hampstead (London)) ist eine britische Musikerin und Schauspielerin.

Sie wurde in den 1960er Jahren als junge Pop-Sängerin in England, Europa und im Rahmen der sogenannten "British Invasion" (Zeit großer Popularität britischer Musiker wie den Beatles und den Rolling Stones in den USA Mitte der 60er) auch in den USA bekannt. Sie begann ihre Karriere 1964 mit "As Tears Go By", einer Komposition von Mick Jagger und Keith Richards von den Rolling Stones. Sie veröffentlichte eine Reihe erfolgreicher Singles, darunter "This Little Bird", "Summer Night" und "Sister Morphine".

In der Boulevardpresse wurde sie vor allem durch ihre Liebesbeziehung zu Jagger bekannt, der angeblich den Song "Wild Horses" für sie komponierte. Der Song "Sister Morphine" entstammt neben der Feder von Faithfull ebenfalls der von Richards/Jagger und beschreibt Faithfulls Drogensucht. Das Leben des Paares wurde durch starken Drogenkonsum bestimmt. Nach der Trennung war Faithfulls Leben lange Zeit durch ihre Drogensucht geprägt.

Im Juli 1971 ist sie sogar direkt oder indirekt verwickelt in die mysteriösen Todesumstände von Jim Morrison in Paris, schweigt sich jedoch bis heute zu dieser Angelegenheit aus.

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FINK, MAX
Rechtsanwalt im Miami Prozess

Max Fink
war einer von den DOORS Anwälten. Er vertrat auch Jim Morrison wegen der Anklage bei seinem Gig am 01. März 1969 im Dinner Key Auditorium, wo sich Jim während der Show vor dem Publikum entblößt haben soll.

Das erste Mal trat er auf den Plan, als die DOORS vor der Unterzeichnung ihres Plattenvertrages mit dem jungen Label ELECTRA RECORDS standen. Er war einer von den Anwälten, die Robbies Vater - einem erfolgsreichen Unternehmensberater - zur Seite standen.

Am 20. September 1970 stand nun Jim Morrison wegen dem Miami Vorfall vor Gericht. Die Anklage lautete: "Obzönes und laszives Verhalten, unsittliche Entblössung in der Öffentlichkeit, sowie Trunkenheit in der Öffentlichkeit" Jim Morrison's Anwalt Max Fink stellte eine Kaution von 5000 Dollar und Jim Morrison blieb weiterhin auf freiem Fuss. Der Prozess sollte auf Antrag von Max Fink, nach Los Angeles verlegt werden, doch der damalige Gouverneur (Ronald Reagan) unterschrieb persönlich die Auslieferungspapiere und Jim Morrison musste in Miami vor Gericht stehen.

Am 30. Oktober 1970 wurde zwar Jim Morrison in einigen Anklagepunkte frei gesprochen, doch der schwerwiegendste Anklagepunkt blieb..."Entblössung in der Öffentlichkeit". Jim Morrison wurde zu 500 Dollar Geldstrafe und 8 Monaten Zuchthaus verurteilt. Der Anwalt von Jim Morrison legte Berufung ein und Morrison blieb gegen Kaution weiterhin in Freiheit.

Sicherlich wurde an Jim Morrison von Richter Murray ein Exempel statuiert, trotz der Zeugenaussagen und der 150 Fotos konnte nie mit Gewissheit bewiesen werden, dass Jim Morrison sich entblösst hat.

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Talitha Getti
(geb. Talitha Dina Pol)

Geboren: 18. Oktober 1940 in Java
Gestorben: 14. Juli 1971 in Rom
Todesursache: Überdosis Heroin

Paul + Talitha Getti 1967
(Bild Quelle: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talitha_Getty)

On 10 December 1966 Pol became the second wife of John Paul Getty (1932-2003), son of the oil tycoon Paul Getty (1892-1976). She and her husband were part of "Swinging" London's fashionable scene, becoming friends with, among others, singers Mick Jagger, of the Rolling Stones, and his girl-friend Marianne Faithfull. Faithfull has recounted her apprehension, through "ingrained agoraphobia", about an invitation to spend five weeks with the Gettys in Morocco ("but for Mick this is an essential part of his life") and how, after splitting from Jagger, she took up with Talitha Getty's lover, Jean de Bretieul, a French aristocrat who allegedly supplied drugs to rock stars such as Jim Morrison of the Doors [3].

Print designer Celia Birtwell, who married designer Ossie Clark, recalled Talitha Getty as one of a number of "beautiful people" who crossed her threshold in the late 1960s:

Jimi Hendrix [the rock guitarist] lived with Ossie and me for a while. I quite liked Jimi but at 2am it was a bit much. We’d get transient people coming by, especially girls who wanted to hook up with Jimi. I met a lot of exciting, beautiful people, such as Talitha Getty. I was quite a homebody, whereas Ossie was a party person, so when he got bored with people he would palm them off on me, and send them round to tea. [4]

John Paul Getty, who has been described as "a swinging playboy who drove fast cars, drank heavily, experimented with drugs and squired raunchy starlets" [5], eschewed the family business, Getty Oil, during this period, much to the chagrin of his father. However, in later years, he became a major philanthropist and (as a US citizen) received an honorary British knighthood in 1986. His luxury yacht, built in 1927 and renovated in 1994, was the MY Talitha G.

In 1968 the Gettys had a son, Tara Gabriel Gramophone Galaxy, who became a noted ecological conservationist in Africa.
(Quelle: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talitha_Getty)

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Peggy Green

Jim Morrison certainly made a dent in my brain mass.

Lots of strange stuff went down almost nightly at the Whisky. I saw Jim Morrison puke all over my girlfriend, Kay, back by the restrooms after she called him a "cocksuckin' old has-been." Later that night Jim was hanging over the balcony when the lights came on at the Whisky screaming obscenities about God and "his fucking son." The tourists were clamoring for the front door. And even later, as we were piling into John Mahall's Mustang, I noticed Morrison was out in the parking lot still cursing and yelling. I felt sorry for him and asked Kay if we could take him with us to Leon's where we were headed, but she had just been puked on, and was pissed! We figured he could destroy Leon's studio and equipment, so we left him there. That was the last time I ever saw Morrison alive.

I knew all the Whisky people in those days. The doorman, Arthur, seven feet tall, black and beautiful, approached me one time about "working for him." I declined. The Bracci brothers, Kenny and David, were both bartenders there. Sugar Bear didn't work there, but he was a fixture. He was a little midget who was also an actor. I never knew his real name, but I did see him pictured in a movie magazine once, because he had a part in some movie. They called him Sugar Bear in the magazine, too.

I used to go out with Jim Morrison when I first got to L.A. Anybody from Hollywood wouldn't think it was any big deal, but I have had some people insinuate that I made it up-- that I was lying. Morrison was just one of us, another Hollywood resident, so to speak. My sister and I met the Doors the first week we arrived in L.A. They were playing at the London Fog. We had tried to get in the Whisky earlier that night, but Dixie didn't have an ID, so we walked a few doors down and tried to get into London Fog. They had no problem letting us in, probably because the place was dead and they needed the business. The Doors weren't that well-known yet. Their popularity came shortly afterward, though--within a year.
(Quelle: http://www.hollywoodhangover.com )

Peggy Green (Raggi)ca. 1988 - '89

Peggy Green (Raggi) spend considerable time with Jim Morrison in a romantic relationship. She has in-depth stories on the way about Morrison
and their special bond, which I will print as soon as possible.
In the meantime, she has sent me these poems
and drawings that he created during their courtship, and left in
her possession.

Die folgenden Fotos zeigen Notizen, Gedichte und Bilder, die Jim bei Peggy Green geschrieben und gezeichnet hatte. Peggy Green ist auch heute noch Eigentümerin dieser Dokumente.

The following is Peggy Green's recollection of how she met Morrison:

RE: keeping in touch
Date: 8/25/2002 11:45:17 AM Central Standard Time
From: peggyg@bristolbarandgrille.com
To: Hllywd4ever@aol.com
Sent from the Internet (Details)

8/25/02
hey nanc,
just stopped by my office and checked your site. you are a tireless historian, impressive. kudos to you. here's the story i promised about meeting jim. understand lots of water has gone under that old bridge, so this is to the best of my addled recollection.


let us just say like all things morrisonian it was not an average meeting. in fact it took place over the period of a week or so.
the first time we met, we didn't speak at least not out loud. it was at the troubadour bar, probably monday when all the world seemed to gather there. i was w/ friends, though i could not tell you whom.i absolutely do not recall. possibly a woman named sally, who had recently moved to la from england and was working at thee experience along w/ her friend joann tripp. joann was married to artie tripp of captain beefheart. these were two people who knew how to have a good time. jim was there w/ tom baker, two mad irishmen that should never have been allowed out together w/out a keeper. anyhow, tom was very chatty that night and struck up a conversation w/ us. jim was silent and sullen, all the things i found irresistable in a man, back then. (i have seriously revised that thinking or lack of thinking). he never said a word to any of us but instead seemed almost amused by the troubadour interractions between the sexes. at some point either they left or we left, who knows? i was a goner from that point on and from that point on we seemed to run into each other everywhere. suddenly he'd turn up at thee experience and just as suddenly vanish. a few days later a group of the whisky servers came down to thee exp. after hours for breakfast. someone said there was a party in bel aire and we were invited. my friend jacki and some others that worked w/ us decided to go and sure as i walked in the door, there was jim. that night we talked for a long time, about both being from florida and how we needed to stick together. we didn't stick together however, we went our separate ways again. back to the club and night after night he'd show up w/ his friend, frank.we'd talk a little, same result. the truth is we were both really shy in a time when shyness was not prevalent. our next encounter was at a party in one of those interminable hollywood courtyards w/ look a like bungalows. i have no idea who's party or why i happened to be there, but there was always a party back then, wasn't there? again i was w/ jacki and again jim was w/ frank. this was the night that we actually began whatever it was that we had. i'm saving the rest of this story till next time. stay tuned.
love,
peggy

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FAWN HALL

Fawn Hall (born 1959) was a notable figure in the Iran-Contra affair.

Hall was born and raised in Annandale, Virginia, and graduated from Annandale High School in 1977.

She was Lt. Colonel Oliver North's secretary from February 1983 until she was fired on November 25, 1986. She dated Contras politician Arturo Cruz, Jr. In one mishap, she transposed the digits of a Swiss bank account number, resulting in a contribution from the Sultan of Brunei to the Contras being lost. She smuggled confidential papers out of her employer's office on November 25, 1986, causing President Ronald Reagan to form a task force which eventually put both North and Hall on trial.

In exchange for her testimony, Hall was granted immunity. She confessed to shredding a large number of documents. On March 22, 1989, she began two days of testimony at Oliver North's Iran-Contra trial in Washington. Among her other testimony was a claim that, "Sometimes you have to go above the law."

In 1991 she married Danny Sugerman, former manager of The Doors. The two were married until Sugerman's death in 2005.
(Quelle: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fawn_Hall)

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HARRAN, RONNIE
Talentsucherin ca. 1966 für das Whisky A Go Go

"Fortunately, an extremely sexy, pixie-voiced blond named Ronnie Harran, who booked the Whisky, saw us…She had an ear for talent…the Whisky was finally a gig we could be proud of…"
-John Densmore, The Doors' drummer -

August 14, 1966:
The Doors played Whisky A Go Go, West Hollywood, California, along with Love. Jac Holzman came to see them perform during this period, was not impressed the first time, but returned to the club several more times at the urging of Arthur Lee and Ronnie Harran.

The Doors at the Whisky in 1966
50 moments that changed the history of rock & roll
In the summer of 1966, protests against the escalating Vietnam War turned into riots on Los Angeles' Sunset Boulevard. And an unknown rock band called the Doors landed a residency at the Whisky a Go-Go, a club on the Sunset Strip. The group had been formed a year earlier by a couple of UCLA film students: an aspiring poet named Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek, a blues keyboardist who had studied classical piano as a kid.

"We were the house band at the London Fog, a pathetic little nightclub just down the street from the Whisky," Manzarek says today. "The Whisky was mecca for us. That's where all the big bands played. On our breaks, we'd walk down there and look in the doors and say, 'We're the band from down the street,' and they'd just sort of laugh at us."

When Ronnie Harran, the booker from the Whisky, finally caught the Doors' act, she was impressed by Morrison's primal stage-appeal and offered the group the house-band slot: The Doors would open for the headliners, playing two sets every night. Their very first night at the Whisky, the Doors opened for Them, culminating in both Morrisons (Van and Jim) jamming onstage to "Gloria."

At the time, the Doors had only about fifteen songs. They would throw in some James Brown and Chicago blues covers, but playing two sets a night forced the group to quite literally expand its repertoire, thus shaping the band's sound. "Repeat and stretch," says Manzarek. " 'Light My Fire' took off into solos. 'The End' became the epic we know now."

Soon the house band developed a following of its own, and the Whisky became a destination for local counterculture types. Says Manzarek, "There were these guys named Carl and Vito who had a dance troupe of gypsy freaks. They were let in for free, because they were these quintessential hippies, which was great for tourists. God knows if they were even on anything, they were so out of their minds, but they danced like crazy. And they loved 'The End.' "

An early version of "The End" -- that is, one that could safely be performed at, say, the Super Bowl halftime show. Then, one night in August, Morrison didn't show up for the Doors' first set. The band played without him, with Manzarek and the others handling the vocals, but Whisky co-owner Phil Tanzini was furious and demanded Morrison be retrieved in time for the second set. The group found Morrison at his apartment, wearing only his underwear and tripping on acid, and managed to spirit him back to the Whisky by set time. "Jim was a little spacey, but together," Manzarek recalls. "But then, after the third number, he turns to me and says, 'Let's play "The End." ' I was like, 'Jim, it's only the third number.' " The band, not surprisingly, tended to save "The End" for the finale. Still, the group took Morrison's cue and began playing the song. "There's a point where Morrison has a section where he can do a little improvisation, and he put his hand out to soften us down," Manzarek says. "And for the first time, he says, 'The killer awoke before dawn. He put his boots on.' And one by one, the dancers all stopped and stared. When he said, 'Father, I wanna kill you,' we'd never heard this before, but I thought, 'I know what's coming next. Please don't do it.' "

Morrison, of course, did it. When he howled, "Mother, I want to fuck you!" the band, which had been softly accompanying his recitation, kicked into overdrive. As Manzarek recounts, "John [Densmore] whacked on his drums, I pounded on my organ, Robby [Krieger] made his guitar scream like a banshee, and all hell broke loose. The people began dancing madly. Everyone went into a Dionysian frenzy. It was Greek! Oedipus Rex had been exorcised right there on the Sunset Strip."

The Doors left the stage thinking they'd killed, and they had. They had also offended Tanzini's sense of propriety. He went backstage, asked Morrison, "How the fuck can you say that about your mother?" and fired the band on the spot. Krieger asked, "Do you want us to play through the weekend, or are we fired tonight?" Tanzini thought for a moment, then said, "Oh, right. You play through Sunday, then you're fired."

In the end, things worked out for the Doors. Two days earlier, the band had signed to Elektra Records: The L.A. rock scene would have new standard-bearers to lead the dancing gypsy freaks into the Summer of Love.
Posted Jun 24, 2004 12:00 AM

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HOLZMAN, JAC
Elektra Records

Jac Holzman was born in September 1931 on the Upper East Side of New York to upper middle class parents. His father was a successful doctor. Jac Holzman rebelled against his parents' life style and ran away from home many times. When he was 12 years old, he got as far as Trenton, New Jersey, and holed up in a hotel room but was found and taken home. His parents did have state-of-the-art phonograph equipment, and Jac wrapped himself up in music and radio. His grandmother was Estelle Stenberger who was the head of the National Council of Jewish Women and did political commentary on radio station WQXR. Jac would frequently go with his grandmother to the station for her radio broadcasts, where he became interested in radio. He began to experiment with electronics by building crystal radio sets. This activity stopped when his parents shipped him off to the Peekskill Military Academy for two years. In 1946, he successfully pestered his father for a Meissner semi-professional disc recorder for his fifteenth birthday, which he used to record bar mitzvahs and weddings.

Jac graduated from high school at sixteen and entered St. John's College in Annapolis, Maryland. He pretty much ignored his school work, missing most of his classes. St. John's had an electronics lab where Jac would hang out working with electronic equipment. In the early fall of 1950, Jac attended a recital at St. John's by soprano Georgianna Banister. The recital featured musical settings of poems by Rilke, Holderlin and e.e. cummings, accompanied by the music's composer, John Gruen. Jac felt the music was worth recording so Jac decided to start a record company and do it himself. Holzman asked Banister and Gruen to record for this non-existent record company.

Jac Holzman was the founder, chief executive officer and creative head of both Elektra Records (1950) and Nonesuch Records (1964). In 1970, Jac sold all of his music interests to Warner Communications Inc. and continued his association with the labels he created for three additional years. While a part of the WCI music group, Jac helped to establish both the WEA Distributing Group and WEA International. Among the artists he has produced or discovered are: Judy Collins, The Doors, Bread, Carly Simon, Harry Chapin and Queen.

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KENNEALY-MORRISON, PATRICIA
Sat. Jan. 25th 1969: Jim Meets Patricia Kennealy - Plaza Hotel , New York City, NY

Patricia Kennealy, 22, interveiws Jim for Jazz and Pop magazine in his suite on a cold and clear day while the other members of the band go off to do a photo shoot. (Jim will do his alone later) Just 18 hours before, she was watching Jim perform to over 20,000 at Madison Square Garden and now she is adorned with the only scheduled interview this afternoon and meets Jim for the first time. Upon greeting, he offers her a choice between cognac and bourbon and as she accepts the cognac the interview begins. Doors publicist, Diane Gardner, pops in and out of the suite living room periodically as Patricia and Jim turn the interview into a discussion of literature, mythology, shamanism, the death of rock 'n' roll, and small talk. It lasts well over two hours. Jim asks Patricia towards the end of the interview, extremely curious, "Who are you?" Patricia tells him she is a witch and Jim has found a new intrigue!

"He is bigger than I had thought, taller too, dressed in last night's concert clothes of unbleached white linen peasant shirt, black jeans and black leather boots. His brown hair is a little lighter than it looks onstage or in photographs, a deep rich brown with no red in it, shoulder-length and shaggy. The eyes are blue, and there is a depth in them, none of that shallow empty washed look blue eyes can so often have. The voice is soft, the smile frquent and charming, the grin devastating." - Patricia Kennealy
(Quelle: http://www.doorshistory.com/doors1969.html)

The Plaza Hotel
5th Avenue at Central Park South
New York, NY, 10019

One of the greatest hotels in the world:
The Plaza / New York.

Ob das Zimmer / Suite damals auch so aussah, entzieht sich meiner Kenntnis

Patricia Kennealy, 22, interveiws Jim for Jazz and Pop magazine in his suite on a cold and clear day while the other members of the band go off to do a photo shoot. (Jim will do his alone later) Just 18 hours before, she was watching Jim perform to over 20,000 at Madison Square Garden and now she is adorned with the only scheduled interview this afternoon and meets Jim for the first time. Upon greeting, he offers her a choice between cognac and bourbon and as she accepts the cognac the interview begins. Doors publicist, Diane Gardner, pops in and out of the suite living room periodically as Patricia and Jim turn the interview into a discussion of literature, mythology, shamanism, the death of rock 'n' roll, and small talk. It lasts well over two hours. Jim asks Patricia towards the end of the interview, extremely curious, "Who are you?" Patricia tells him she is a witch and Jim has found a new intrigue!

"He is bigger than I had thought, taller too, dressed in last night's concert clothes of unbleached white linen peasant shirt, black jeans and black leather boots. His brown hair is a little lighter than it looks onstage or in photographs, a deep rich brown with no red in it, shoulder-length and shaggy. The eyes are blue, and there is a depth in them, none of that shallow empty washed look blue eyes can so often have. The voice is soft, the smile frquent and charming, the grin devastating." - Patricia Kennealy
Source: Strange Days, Patricia Kennealy, p. 15

Wer ist Patricia Kennealy und war sie mit Jim verheiratet?
Patricia Kennealy war die Redakteurin des "Jazz and Pop"-Magazins, als sie 1969 Jim Morrison im Plaza Hotel in New York City wegen eines Interviews traf. Kennealy war nicht nur die Redakteurin eines Magazins, sondern auch eine praktizierende Hexe.
Die Frage nach der Hochzeit ist vielen Fans ein Dorn im Auge, denn momentan trägt Patricia den Namen Morrison. Obwohl es keine Zweifel gibt, dass sie Jim in einer heidnischen Zeremonie heiratete, ist die Hochzeit nicht legal angesehen. Kennealy hat dies zugegeben, jedoch aufrechterhalten, dass es eine spirituale Verpflichtung zwischen Jim und ihr war und viele Fans unterstützen sie und glauben ihr. Andererseits scheint die Tatsache, dass Jim die Zeremonie bei vielen seiner Freunde nicht erwähnte und dass er durchweg bis zu seinem Tode zu Pamela Courson zurückkehrte, das Gegenteil zu unterstützen, nämlich dass Jim die Zeremonie nur für einen Kick machte und dass er seine Beziehung mit Kennealy nicht ernst nahm.

A sci-fi romance, Black Mantle, by Patricia Kennealy-Morrison.

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LAINE, JO JO

ROCK GROUPIE LAINE DIES on Sunday, October 29th, 2006 of liver cancer

Former rock groupie JO JO LAINE, ex-wife of WINGS guitarist DENNY LANE, has died of liver cancer. She was 54. The brunette beauty went public with her battle against the disease in June (06) and vowed to fight it. Jo Jo died on Sunday (29OCT06) in London hospital after falling at home. The former model was well known on the rock scene in the 1960s and 1970s, and was romantically linked to JIM MORRISON, JIMI HENDRIX and more.
(Quelle: Forum der DOORS)

Jo Jo Laine (July 13, 1952—October 29, 2006) was an American singer, model, actress, groupie, and the former wife of Denny Laine of The Moody Blues and Wings.

Born Joanne Patri, Jo Jo Laine used the name Joanna Hines during the early years of her marriage to Denny Laine, whose birth name is Brian Hines. She later performed with her own band, called Jo Jo Laine & The Firm, until 1985 when Jimmy Page established The Firm. She has also recorded with Wings and Sting and Andy Summers of The Police, performing on "Hulk" and "Dancing Man".

In 1986 Laine contacted Rolling Stones producer Jimmy Miller via Carol Price, whose husband, Jim Price, toured with the Rolling Stones in the early seventies. Miller and Laine arranged to meet in Boston at the nightclub Avalon. At that time Laine managed a band called The Mannish Boys. When the Mannish Boys project imploded, Miller and Laine teamed up to produce their version of the Gerry Goffin and Carole King classic "I'm Into Something Good". The record was released on Boston Rock & Roll Anthology Volume 10. Part of the recording was done as a class at the Berklee College of Music though the basic tracks were recorded at the legendary Normandy Sound in Warren, Rhode Island.

Jo Jo Laine died at a London Hospital at the age of 54, following a fall at her home. She had been fighting liver cancer since May 2006.

The album The Best Of Jo Jo Laine had been scheduled for release in 2006.
(Quelle: Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia)

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LARIVIERE, ELISABETH "ZoZo"

Zum ersten Mal Fotos der Schauspielerin gefunden.

Model und Schauspielerin (damals Schauspielschülerin) und Mieterin der Wohnung in der Rue Beautreillis 17.

Pam lernte "ZoZo" im Cafe de Flor (172, Boulevard Saint-Germain, Paris 6) kennen, und Elisabeth "ZoZo" Lariviere bot Pam und Jim die luxuriöse Wohnung für ihren Parisaufenthalt zur Miete an.

Das sonnige 120 qm Appartement mit seinen fünf Zimmern, einer geräumigen Küche, langem Korridor und Badezimmer schien wie geschaffen für Jims poetische Arbeit
Die Wohnung befindet sich im dritten Stockwerk der Rue Beautreillis 17, einer Strasse im vornehmen vierten Arrondissement (Paris 4). Zur damaligen Zeit war die Strasse auf beiden Seiten mit Bäumen bewachsen und wesentlich ruhiger als heute.
Pam und Jim hatten monatlich 400 alte französische France Miete an "ZoZo" Lariviere zu zahlen (Heute umgerechnet etwa 600 Euro).

Eingangstür des Wohnhauses Rue Beautreillis 17 + 19

Die Wohnung von der Strassenseite aus gesehen (gelbe Punkte).

Der Hof des Gebäudes Nr. 17 + 19. Zur damaligen Zeit war der Hof nicht asphaltiert, sondern mit Blumen und Gemüsebeeten versehen, die durch gepflasterte Wege verbunden waren.

1 Privatraum von "ZoZo" Lariviere. 2 Badezimmer 3 Küche
(Anmerkung: So wurde es mir geschildert)

Zwischentür vom Gebäude in den Hof oder vom Hof ins Gebäude. Je nach Standort.

Das Haus findet ihr wie folgt:
Ihr fahrt mit der Metro bis zur Station BASTILLE. Ihr verlaßt dann die Station nach Westen in die Rue Saint Antoine, dann links rum in die Rue Beautrellis.

Treppenhaus + Wohnungstür / On the stairs + Door to the apartment
(Originalbild der Wohnung)

Flur / Corridor
(Originalbild der Wohnung)

Eßzimmer. Früher Jims Arbeitszimmer / Dining room. Jims workroom.
(Originalbild der Wohnung)

Wohnzimmer / Living room
(Originalbild der Wohnung)

Schlafzimmer / Bedroom
(Originalbild der Wohnung)

Schlafzimmerfenster zum Hof / Window of the bedroom to the patio
(Originalbild der Wohnung)

To get there, take the Metro to the Bastille station. Exit, head west on Rue Saint Antoine, turn left on Rue Beautrellis.

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Zu Vermieten!!!

Luxury Apartment in Paris Building:
Jim Morrison's Last Home
(Bezogen auf das Gebäude dies ist eine Wohnung im selben Haus)


Location:
Paris Arrondissement 4, Paris, Ile-de-France (Paris Area),
France, Europe (Rue Beautreillis)
Accommodations:
Apartment - 1 Bedroom + Convertible bed(s) - 1 Bath - (Sleeps 2-4)

Nineteenth century Belle epoque elegance and charm,
designed and elegantly renovated by an expert in historic preservation, that includes:
- Louis XVIth style carved plaster molding
- Original patterned oak floors
- Louis Philippe furnishings and Antique french art prints
- french windows overlooking vine covered inner courtyard

This apartment has been totally renovated, with every effort made to maximize comfort and charm. The apartment is on the second floor (two short flights up, and no elevator, sorry). There is a large living area with dining room table, sofas, chairs armoire and office/desk niche, separate galley kitchen with all modern amenities, and large separate bedroom with double glazed windows. The bathroom is marble, with heated floors, full tub and shower, and the water closet is a separate room with its own crystal chandelier! The bedroom sleeps two - and the living room has a comfortable "lit de repos" that opens into two singles or one double bed to accommodate extra guests.

The apartment is located in the Marais, adjacent to the Village of Saint Paul, just two blocks from the Seine, and easy walks to the Louvre, Bastille, Places des Vosges. We are also very close to three different metro (subway) lines that make negotiating Paris very, very simple.

The building has historic significance: this is where the rock star JIM MORRISON died in l972 (not in our apartment though!). On the anniversary of his death, it is not unusual still to find a bouquet of flowers on the front door of the building.

Das Gebäude hat historische Bedeutung: dieses ist, wo der Rockstar JIM MORRISON l972 (???) starb (nicht in unserer Wohnung!). Am Jahrestag seines Todes, ist es nichts ungewöhnliches, einen Blumenstrauss an der Eingangstür des Gebäudes zu finden.

So, why do I love this apartment?
It is really, really beautifully done, filled with interesting architectural features (amazing moldings) and marble fireplaces.
It is very comfortable, and immaculately maintained.
It is perfectly situated to enjoy Paris and a real Parisian neighborhood.

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Lisciandro is the author of
Jim Morrison: An Hour for Magic
Morrison: A Feast of Friends

And will be releasing in 2006...
James Douglas Morrison

Seinen Bildband
JAMES DOUGLAS MORRISON, de : Franck Lisciandro
habe ich bisher nur in franz. Buchshops im Internet gefunden.

Franck Lisciandro was one of the few and real Jim Morrison’s close friends. Between 1968 and 1971, he worked as photographer for TThhee DDoooorrss and participated to the production of the films Feast of friends and HWY. He ran as well the publication of two posthumous collections of poems by Jim Morrison, Wilderness and The American Night.

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MARKS, LERRY

erster Produzent der DOORS bei Elektra Records

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McCLURE, MICHAEL

Michael McClure (* 20. Oktober 1932 in Marysville, Kansas) ist Poet und Dramaturg.

Er zog schon in jungen Jahren nach Seattle und entwickelte ein Interesse an der Natur was sich auch oft in seiner poetischen Werken widerspiegelt. Mit seinem Umzug nach San Francisco 1955 erlebte er gewissermaßen einen Schock und er musste sein Naturempfinden neu anpassen.

McClure ist einer der Fünf (darunter auch Allen Ginsberg mit „Howl“) die 1955 am Six Gallery reading teilnahmen. McClure las sein Werk „For the Death of 100 Whales“ vor dass seine Naturverbundenheit zeigt und dass er sich auf für den Schutz der Wale engagiert. Zusammen mit Gary Snyder, Philip Whalen und Lawrence Ferlinghetti wird er zur San Francisco Renaissance un den späten Autoren der Beat Generation gezählt.

Eine musikalische Ader entwickelte McClure allerdings auch, so ist er zum Beispiel zusammen mit Bobby Neuwerth Autor des Songs „Mercedes Benz den Janis Joplin sang. Mit The Doors war McClure eng verbunden, Jim Morrison bat ihn 1968 um ein Treffen nachdem er „The Beard“ gelesen hatte. Aus der Abneigung in den ersten Augenblicken entwickelte sich schnell ein Gespräch und McClure konnte Morrison darin bestärken seine eigenen Gedichte zu veröffentlichen. Auch mit dem Organisten der Doors, Ray Manzarek verbindet ihn eine lange Freundschaft und seit 1988 auch viele Zusammenarbeiten bei Spoken Word projekten und anderem.

Aus einem Interview mit Jim Morrison:
Frage: Man hörte, Sie arbeiten mit Michael McClure zusammen. Gibt es schon Ergebnisse?
Jim: Wir haben soeben die Arbeiten an einem gemeinsamen Drehbuch für Michaels Erzählung "The Adept" beendet. Im Augenblick kümmern wir uns um die Finanzierung der Verfilmung und um einen Produzenten, der uns eine halbe Million Dollars gibt, um das Projekt so realisieren zu können, wie wir es planen. Es muß jemand sein, der uns absolute Freiheiten läßt. Die Hauptrolle des Nicholas werde ich selbst spielen. Nicholas ist ein junger Mann auf der Suche nach geistiger Selbstfindung, ohne es zu wissen. Er trägt lange Haare und fährt einen Chopper, den er sehr liebt. Er hat immer einen Koffer bei sich, der eigenartige Dinge enthält, einen schottischen Umhang, ein Messer in einer Scheide, ein indianisches Bild von einem Löwen, der den Kopf eines rituellen Menschenopfers frißt und so weiter. Ich will darüber nicht viel mehr erzählen, sondern den Charakter des Mannes offen lassen. Ich muß ihn darstellen, wenn die Zeit gekommen ist.

Werke
* Passage (1956)
* For Artaud (1959)
* Hymns to St. Geryon and Other Poems (1959)
* The New Book/A Book of Torture (1961)
* Dark Brown (1961)
* Meat Science Essays (1963)
* The Blossom; or Billy the Kid (1964)
* The Beard (1965)
* Poisoned Wheat (1965)
* Unto Caesar (1965)
* Love Lion Book (1966)
* The Sermons of Jean Harlow and the Curses of Billy the Kid (1968)
* Hail Thee Who Play (1968)
* Muscled Apple Swift (1968)
* Little Odes and The Raptors (1969)
* Star (1970)
* The Mad Cub (1970)
* The Adept (1971)
* The Mammals - includes The Feast, The Blossom; or, Billy the Kid, and Pillow (1972)
* The Book of Joanna (1973)
* Solstice Blossom (1973)
* Rare Angel (1974)
* A Fist-Full (1956-57) (1974

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CLIFF MORRISON

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