Music, Sex and Poetry

Monday, July 17, 2006

 

Jim Morrison-my original muse

I should explain how an English chick got to be making psychedelic music in Los Angeles.
Well, originally I trained in England as an actress. At twenty-one years old I lived and worked in Rome, Italy for three years, acting in horror movies and English speaking theater. I was then cast in a Colombia Pictures film called Age of Treason. I went and filmed in North Africa and then went to Hollywood for three months. While in Hollywood I got a great inside look at what would life was like as a young Hollywood actress, and promptly decide it wasnt for me.
I returned to England, lived with my parents for a while and began reading lot of biographies and autobiographies looking for a creative mentor. I read about Bardot and Mae West, James Belushi, Disney, Luchino Visconti, all manner of creators.
Then one day I saw the movie "The Doors" directed by Oliver Stone, of course Val Kilmer, as Jim Morrison was the sexiest thing Id ever seen, I was hypnotized and a door was opened. I clearly remember the day I went out and bought the book from an English bookstore, No ones gets out of here alive by Danny Sugermann. I stood on a train station and began to read the book, the trains rushing either side of me; I knew my life was about to change.
I went and bought a tape of the music and of course as if by magic that night there was a power cut in London and so I sat there with a candle and switched on the music. Ill never forget first hearing the tinkle of those keys, the baritone voice as it sang Riders on the storm .
I was hooked, the poetry, the hypnotic sounds, the charisma of Morrison and his mystical musings, his way of framing life.
Those film students I thought were genius they wrote songs, created scenes and a rock myth of movie proportion. I was swept up and decided having written poetry as a child and trained as a performer, over a few months sitting on a mountain in Spain with my sister reading Jack Kerouac, listening to Morrison and reading Joseph Campbell, that if there was one thing worth doing, it was going to the West Coast of America and making music.
So my sister and I headed out it was quite an adventure as you can imagine.
Ill tell you some more over the next few days ...

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