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Track List
01) The Changeling
02) Love Her Madly
03) Been Down So Long
04) Cars Hiss by My Window
05) L.A. Woman
06) L'America
07) Hyacinth House
08) Crawling King Snake
09) The WASP (Texas Radio and the Big Beat)
10) Riders on the Storm
11) Orange County Suite
12) (You Need Meat) Don't Go No Further
01) The Changeling
02) Love Her Madly
03) Been Down So Long
04) Cars Hiss by My Window
05) L.A. Woman
06) L'America
07) Hyacinth House
08) Crawling King Snake
09) The WASP (Texas Radio and the Big Beat)
10) Riders on the Storm
11) Orange County Suite
12) (You Need Meat) Don't Go No Further
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First Released
1971
Psychedelic Rock
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Rock/Pop
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L.A. Woman is the sixth studio album by The Doors, and the last recorded with lead singer Jim Morrison, who died in July 1971. The album's style is arguably the most blues rock-oriented of the band's catalog.
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The Doors’ career was a peculiar one. Beginning as a fairly standard Los Angeles RnB and blues band – their cover of Them’s Gloria was always a live highpoint – they entered the national consciousness as a pop group, thanks to the catchiness of singles like Hello, I Love You and the raw brooding unbridled shagnastiness of singer Jim Morrison. As time went by – which it did in LSD-slowed rapidity in those days – The Doors evolved into something far stranger, all baroque and creepy with lyrics about lizard kings and oedipal murder. Morrison’s behaviour became more extreme and/or irritating (depending on your point of view), and he was well on the path to becoming either a rock legend or an idiot, exposing himself to audiences, being arrested, and finally, just before the release of this album, retiring from live performance and moving to Paris. There he died, in the summer of 1971, just weeks after this album’s release. His grave has been a flame to Morrison-obsessed moths ever since.
L.A. Woman, the album he left behind – the last record by The Doors with their original singer (since then they’ve worked with everyone from Ian McCulloch to Ian Astbury; and they even, according to Astbury, tried out Iggy Pop) – is, perhaps surprisingly, one of their best. Of its 10 tracks, six are regularly featured on compilations and three or four are certifiable classics. The title-track is a rocker so brilliant it forms the chassis of Billy Idol’s White Wedding, and is the speediest epic The Doors ever put on vinyl; elsewhere, there’s the gorgeous, tumbling Love Her Madly, and the grungey The WASP (Texas Radio and the Big Beat). And, of course, this set houses that favourite of backpacking European students everywhere, Riders on the Storm, which dominated American FM radio in the 1970s and continues to do so.
Perhaps this album’s quality shouldn’t be a shock, though: with a stripped-down yet full sound, a developed mysticism tied tightly to the band’s brand of rock, and confidence born of having been a functioning unit for several years, all the ingredients were in place for a brilliant end product. And, with its harder edge, its hindsight-laden sense of imminent loss and its sheer dirtiness, L.A. Woman comprises a brilliant bridge between the floral madness of the 1960s and the tougher decade to come. This 40th Anniversary Edition features the first official release of She Smells So Nice, a fast blues in the style of Got My Mojo Working, plus never-before-released alternate versions of songs familiar from the original album. So, if you don’t own it already…
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L.A. Woman is the sixth studio album by The Doors, and the last recorded with lead singer Jim Morrison, who died in July 1971. The album's style is arguably the most blues rock-oriented of the band's catalog.
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The Doors’ career was a peculiar one. Beginning as a fairly standard Los Angeles RnB and blues band – their cover of Them’s Gloria was always a live highpoint – they entered the national consciousness as a pop group, thanks to the catchiness of singles like Hello, I Love You and the raw brooding unbridled shagnastiness of singer Jim Morrison. As time went by – which it did in LSD-slowed rapidity in those days – The Doors evolved into something far stranger, all baroque and creepy with lyrics about lizard kings and oedipal murder. Morrison’s behaviour became more extreme and/or irritating (depending on your point of view), and he was well on the path to becoming either a rock legend or an idiot, exposing himself to audiences, being arrested, and finally, just before the release of this album, retiring from live performance and moving to Paris. There he died, in the summer of 1971, just weeks after this album’s release. His grave has been a flame to Morrison-obsessed moths ever since.
L.A. Woman, the album he left behind – the last record by The Doors with their original singer (since then they’ve worked with everyone from Ian McCulloch to Ian Astbury; and they even, according to Astbury, tried out Iggy Pop) – is, perhaps surprisingly, one of their best. Of its 10 tracks, six are regularly featured on compilations and three or four are certifiable classics. The title-track is a rocker so brilliant it forms the chassis of Billy Idol’s White Wedding, and is the speediest epic The Doors ever put on vinyl; elsewhere, there’s the gorgeous, tumbling Love Her Madly, and the grungey The WASP (Texas Radio and the Big Beat). And, of course, this set houses that favourite of backpacking European students everywhere, Riders on the Storm, which dominated American FM radio in the 1970s and continues to do so.
Perhaps this album’s quality shouldn’t be a shock, though: with a stripped-down yet full sound, a developed mysticism tied tightly to the band’s brand of rock, and confidence born of having been a functioning unit for several years, all the ingredients were in place for a brilliant end product. And, with its harder edge, its hindsight-laden sense of imminent loss and its sheer dirtiness, L.A. Woman comprises a brilliant bridge between the floral madness of the 1960s and the tougher decade to come. This 40th Anniversary Edition features the first official release of She Smells So Nice, a fast blues in the style of Got My Mojo Working, plus never-before-released alternate versions of songs familiar from the original album. So, if you don’t own it already…
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