"The only thing that ultimately matters is to eat an ice-cream cone, play a slide trombone, plant a small tree, good God, now you're free." --Ray Manzarek
Sometimes I like to imagine the magic that happens the first time that musicians meet. The first time they fully comprehend the talent that the other possesses. What that rush much feel like when they write something together or play for the first time. When something transpires between them and is instantly recognized as the beginning of something great. I like to imagine that this was the sort of moment that Ray Manzarek had with Jim Morrison on that Venice Beach night in 1965. That chance meeting, something that most likely never should have been, was the start of something truly great. Something that generations would pontificate upon. People would speculate about what could have, would have, should have been after Jim's early passing. The Doors were, and remain still, a voice of a generation. And really we have Ray Manzarek to thank for it. The mastermind behind this rock n' roll giant. We are all edging closer and closer to the inevitable end. Sometimes it is a good reminder to start living. To do something great. Thank you Ray. We will forever be thankful for your time on this Earth. For the inspiration, artistry, and talent you shared on stage. May you rest in peace and continue to live on in the hearts, minds, and piano notes of aspiring artists.
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