Once again it was time for my annual pilgrimage to the never ending circus at Morrison’s grave in the Cimetiere du Père Lachaise. I only stay long enough to take a few photos, pay my respects and place a flower on the grave. I go because I want to honour his poetry, his music and his talent and because I am fortunate enough to be able to channel his creativity and spirit into my performances of his work when our band plays our DOORS tribute concerts. It’s just my small way of saying thank you. But I find the whole circus surrounding his gravesite disgusting. As opposed to when I observed a sixteen year old girl in tears at the gravesite a few years ago, who wasn’t even born yet some 20 years after he died, things have calmed down a bit the last few times I have visited. In my humble opinion a dead poet deserves a bit of silent respect and to rest in peace and not have a continuous freak show taking place. Morrison went to Paris to get away from all the Rock God Dionysus bullshit. I don’t think he’d appreciate the circus…



Photo taken in the Cimetiere du Père Lachaise in Paris in May 2014.


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