Palace of Exile

 

Henry's Swingclub™ presents : The lost Paris tapes


Jim Morrison Poetry Session : Los Angeles , March '69


"Let's feed icecream to the rats" : live , San Francisco , March '67


Moonlight Drive : live , San Francisco , April 14 '67


Light My Fire : live, Denver,Aug.'67


Who Do You Love! : live '67


Celebration Of The Lizard / Light My Fire : live , Stockholm , Sept.20 '68 (1st Show)


Light My Fire : live , New York , Jan.17 '70


Who Do You Love* : live , Felt Forum, NY, Jan.18th, '70 (first show)


Roadhouse blues : live , New York , Jan.18 '70 (late show)


Build Me A Woman : live , New York , Jan.18 '70 (late show)


Rock Me : live , New York , Jan.18 '70 (late show)


Goin' to New York : live , New York , Jan.18 '70 (late show)


Maggie McGill : live , New York , Jan, 18 '70 (late show)


Gloria/ My Eyes Have Seen You : live , New York , Jan. 18 '70 (late show)


Mystery Train/ Crossroads : live , Seattle , June 5 '70


Little Red Rooster : live , Vancouver , June 6 '70


Who Do You Love : live , Vancouver , June 6 '70


People Get Ready/ Mystery Train : live , Bakersfield , Aug.21 '70


The End : live , Isle of Wight , Aug. 30 '70


The End : live , Isle of Wight , Aug. 30 '70 [video-edit]


Love Her Madly : live , Dallas , Dec.11 '70


The Changeling : live , Dallas , Dec.11 '70


L.A. Woman : live , Dallas , Dec.11 '70


Jomo & The Smoothies : Paris , June '71


Lookin' for :

The Hump , Marco Polo Hotel , Miami , 14-8-'70 (Canned Heat jams with Jim Morrison)

1. Back Door Man 2. Rock Me 3. Fever 4. I'm A Man
While on trial in Miami, Jim attends a Canned Heat Concert at the Hump and is asked to sit in by the band:

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There are no longer "dancers", the possessed.


The cleavage of men into actor and spectators


is the central fact of our time. We are obsessed


with heroes who live for us and whom we punish.


If all the radios and televisions were deprived


of their sources of power, all books and paintings


burned tomorrow, all shows and cinemas closed,


all the arts of vicarious existence...


We are content with the "given" in sensation's


quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad


body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes


staring in the dark.



Trades*



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