Search "the doors" in the video search engine near the top right of the screen for an extensive interview with Ray from late 2004. Ray discusses a variety of things and gives a reason as to why it took them so long to get in the recording studio.
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Search "the doors" in the video search engine near the top right of the screen for an extensive interview with Ray from late 2004. Ray discusses a variety of things and gives a reason as to why it took them so long to get in the recording studio.
Search "the doors" in the video search engine near the top right of the screen for an extensive interview with Ray from late 2004. Ray discusses a variety of things and gives a reason as to why it took them so long to get in the recording studio.
QUOTE(Jimbo @ Dec 10 2005, 11:18 AM) 
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Search "the doors" in the video search engine near the top right of the screen for an extensive interview with Ray from late 2004. Ray discusses a variety of things and gives a reason as to why it took them so long to get in the recording studio.
Hey Jimbo....tried several times to access the info but it wouldn't load! 
hmm maybe you have to change your settings? You'll need windows media player or what I used, Real Player
QUOTE(Jimbo @ Dec 11 2005, 01:57 AM)
hmm maybe you have to change your settings? You'll need windows media player or what I used, Real Player
Got both...I'll try the settings..thanks! 
Jimbo,
Could you send the web address of the actual stream if you can find out (so we can cut/paste it into Real Player)? I'm actualy having problems with that site myself.
Dave
Could you send the web address of the actual stream if you can find out (so we can cut/paste it into Real Player)? I'm actualy having problems with that site myself.
Dave
Couldn´t get to make it work either.
the only thing i can do is click this link
http://www.rootv.com/index.aspx?redirect=1...eal&bitrate=300
and then type in "the Doors" in the video search. 5 Doors ones come up and you have to click each one to listen to it
http://www.rootv.com/index.aspx?redirect=1...eal&bitrate=300
and then type in "the Doors" in the video search. 5 Doors ones come up and you have to click each one to listen to it
QUOTE(Jimbo @ Dec 11 2005, 12:37 PM)
now I'm having trouble accessing it, sorry guys
Maybe wait until later Jimbo...could it be too many of us fans were trying toaccess it and something happened? Maybe things can/will clear up later and you can get it for us 
.....Thanks...Peace,
Mary-Beth
QUOTE(Jimbo @ Dec 11 2005, 03:37 PM)
the only thing i can do is click this link
http://www.rootv.com/index.aspx?redirect=1...eal&bitrate=300
and then type in "the Doors" in the video search. 5 Doors ones come up and you have to click each one to listen to it
It finally worked for me.
This time I tried in my own computer, I´m not sure whats the diference but the audio loaded don´t expect video its an audio interview, the video keeps saying 'loading' but its a lie! 
Very good interview thank you Jimbo
Really great interview - thanks! Makes me wanna buy heating oil for some inexplicable reason though... 
Some wonderful insights in there. Ray's honest to a fault. If he posted those opinions as a regular board user though, he'd be banned in no time!!!
Great to hear though about all that they're planning for the future. The future's bright for us fans I'll say that. It was also nice to hear that Ray considers the work he is doing with Robby, Ian, Ty and Phil to be The Doors. Very nicely put. It's the most direct set of answers I've heard from a musician in a long time. You gotta respect that!
As for Ray doing porno movies...!!!
PK
Some wonderful insights in there. Ray's honest to a fault. If he posted those opinions as a regular board user though, he'd be banned in no time!!!
Great to hear though about all that they're planning for the future. The future's bright for us fans I'll say that. It was also nice to hear that Ray considers the work he is doing with Robby, Ian, Ty and Phil to be The Doors. Very nicely put. It's the most direct set of answers I've heard from a musician in a long time. You gotta respect that!
As for Ray doing porno movies...!!!
PK
my favorite part:
Interviewer:: And fans also get the opportunity to stand with you and get their photo taken with the band.
Ray:: Well I don’t know about that. You know, maybe. I don’t know. I don’t know about that. I mean you’ll have an opportunity to buy the disc. Weather or not I stand there with you and take pictures like I’m fucking Santa Clause (laughter) I have no idea.
Interviewer:: And fans also get the opportunity to stand with you and get their photo taken with the band.
Ray:: Well I don’t know about that. You know, maybe. I don’t know. I don’t know about that. I mean you’ll have an opportunity to buy the disc. Weather or not I stand there with you and take pictures like I’m fucking Santa Clause (laughter) I have no idea.
I don't think Ray's ever been too big on doing photo-opps and the like. I remember after the secret gig in Paris back in '03 on Jim's birthday, the band came out of the venue and joined a few of us just talking and having a drink in the street. Poor Ray looked knackered and said something like, 'I'm sorry guys, I can't really sign too much, I'm really tired, my fingers are killing me.' And you know what, he looked like he meant it. All this touring must take it out of him.
Robby on the other hand, he was so busy talking to us that the band bus set off without him, then stopped (when they realised the guy who wrote Light My Fire wasn't on board!) and reversed back down the street. The door of the van slides open and you can hear a voice from within, saying quietly "oh for fuck's sake" and then more loudly, "c'mon Robby, get a move on!!!" And Robby's like: "Yeah, yeah, one minute, one minute I'm talking..."
Just one of those beautiful moments in life. I'd been given 45 minutes notice of this show, in a tiny Parisian nightclub. I'd run for 45 minutes from the Latin Quarter to Bastille (practically one side of Paris to the other!) and myself and a lovely girl called Kat (if you still come here, drop me a line love!) were the last ones through the door and the show started as soon as we arrived. She drags me to the front of the room, to the stage and all of a sudden, there's Ray, I'm about 1 foot (30cm approx.) away from him. He looks round, sees me and gives me a knowing nod and a smile, as I'd met him at Jim's grave 5 hours earlier after I'd shoved my way to the front of a press photography gang to shake his hand! Ray plays like a 20 minute solo in the middle of Riders On The Storm and I'm handed a huge candle to give to Ian for Light My Fire by someone in the crowd. Robby's on my right hand side of the stage, in some camoflague top that he takes off about three songs in to reveal his t-shirt, which reads: Happy Birthday Jim. The atmosphere was electric. It was just how I'd imagined The Whiskey-A-Go-Go to be back in the summer of 1966. And the next night, we go to see them at the main gig they play, and jesus, they're on fuckin' fire that night too. The crowd were mental, jumpin around, mosh pits going like the clappers, and poor Ian at one point collapsed to the floor in a state of exhaustion towards the end of an unbelievable night, where he donned a Paris Saint Germain Football (Soccer) shirt with the squad number 60 and the name Morrison on the back!
Those were the two best days and nights I've ever known. Two days later, I'm back in Bolton and going straight out of my home again to fly to London to watch them play at Wembley Arena in what was one of the most amazing concerts that venue has ever seen. I remember walking out at the end and collapsing to the floor myself with my shirt barely on me.
These guys inspire passion, Dionysius, and spirituality in all who go to their shows with an open mind. This is why I love The Doors of the 21st Century/Riders On The Storm. That kind of magic, you will never be able to find in any other realm of reality.
PK
Robby on the other hand, he was so busy talking to us that the band bus set off without him, then stopped (when they realised the guy who wrote Light My Fire wasn't on board!) and reversed back down the street. The door of the van slides open and you can hear a voice from within, saying quietly "oh for fuck's sake" and then more loudly, "c'mon Robby, get a move on!!!" And Robby's like: "Yeah, yeah, one minute, one minute I'm talking..."
Just one of those beautiful moments in life. I'd been given 45 minutes notice of this show, in a tiny Parisian nightclub. I'd run for 45 minutes from the Latin Quarter to Bastille (practically one side of Paris to the other!) and myself and a lovely girl called Kat (if you still come here, drop me a line love!) were the last ones through the door and the show started as soon as we arrived. She drags me to the front of the room, to the stage and all of a sudden, there's Ray, I'm about 1 foot (30cm approx.) away from him. He looks round, sees me and gives me a knowing nod and a smile, as I'd met him at Jim's grave 5 hours earlier after I'd shoved my way to the front of a press photography gang to shake his hand! Ray plays like a 20 minute solo in the middle of Riders On The Storm and I'm handed a huge candle to give to Ian for Light My Fire by someone in the crowd. Robby's on my right hand side of the stage, in some camoflague top that he takes off about three songs in to reveal his t-shirt, which reads: Happy Birthday Jim. The atmosphere was electric. It was just how I'd imagined The Whiskey-A-Go-Go to be back in the summer of 1966. And the next night, we go to see them at the main gig they play, and jesus, they're on fuckin' fire that night too. The crowd were mental, jumpin around, mosh pits going like the clappers, and poor Ian at one point collapsed to the floor in a state of exhaustion towards the end of an unbelievable night, where he donned a Paris Saint Germain Football (Soccer) shirt with the squad number 60 and the name Morrison on the back!
Those were the two best days and nights I've ever known. Two days later, I'm back in Bolton and going straight out of my home again to fly to London to watch them play at Wembley Arena in what was one of the most amazing concerts that venue has ever seen. I remember walking out at the end and collapsing to the floor myself with my shirt barely on me.
These guys inspire passion, Dionysius, and spirituality in all who go to their shows with an open mind. This is why I love The Doors of the 21st Century/Riders On The Storm. That kind of magic, you will never be able to find in any other realm of reality.
PK
QUOTE(PK The First @ Dec 13 2005, 07:12 PM)
I don't think Ray's ever been too big on doing photo-opps and the like. I remember after the secret gig in Paris back in '03 on Jim's birthday, the band came out of the venue and joined a few of us just talking and having a drink in the street. Poor Ray looked knackered and said something like, 'I'm sorry guys, I can't really sign too much, I'm really tired, my fingers are killing me.' And you know what, he looked like he meant it. All this touring must take it out of him.
Robby on the other hand, he was so busy talking to us that the band bus set off without him, then stopped (when they realised the guy who wrote Light My Fire wasn't on board!) and reversed back down the street. The door of the van slides open and you can hear a voice from within, saying quietly "oh for fuck's sake" and then more loudly, "c'mon Robby, get a move on!!!" And Robby's like: "Yeah, yeah, one minute, one minute I'm talking..."
Just one of those beautiful moments in life. I'd been given 45 minutes notice of this show, in a tiny Parisian nightclub. I'd run for 45 minutes from the Latin Quarter to Bastille (practically one side of Paris to the other!) and myself and a lovely girl called Kat (if you still come here, drop me a line love!) were the last ones through the door and the show started as soon as we arrived. She drags me to the front of the room, to the stage and all of a sudden, there's Ray, I'm about 1 foot (30cm approx.) away from him. He looks round, sees me and gives me a knowing nod and a smile, as I'd met him at Jim's grave 5 hours earlier after I'd shoved my way to the front of a press photography gang to shake his hand! Ray plays like a 20 minute solo in the middle of Riders On The Storm and I'm handed a huge candle to give to Ian for Light My Fire by someone in the crowd. Robby's on my right hand side of the stage, in some camoflague top that he takes off about three songs in to reveal his t-shirt, which reads: Happy Birthday Jim. The atmosphere was electric. It was just how I'd imagined The Whiskey-A-Go-Go to be back in the summer of 1966. And the next night, we go to see them at the main gig they play, and jesus, they're on fuckin' fire that night too. The crowd were mental, jumpin around, mosh pits going like the clappers, and poor Ian at one point collapsed to the floor in a state of exhaustion towards the end of an unbelievable night, where he donned a Paris Saint Germain Football (Soccer) shirt with the squad number 60 and the name Morrison on the back!
Those were the two best days and nights I've ever known. Two days later, I'm back in Bolton and going straight out of my home again to fly to London to watch them play at Wembley Arena in what was one of the most amazing concerts that venue has ever seen. I remember walking out at the end and collapsing to the floor myself with my shirt barely on me.
These guys inspire passion, Dionysius, and spirituality in all who go to their shows with an open mind. This is why I love The Doors of the 21st Century/Riders On The Storm. That kind of magic, you will never be able to find in any other realm of reality.
PK
Wow, what can I say..wow......but I do know exactly what you mean...exactly.....had most of the very same feelings happen to me this year in Atlantic City. .....thanks for sharring PK....it was a wonderul read! We will all have more of those experiences in the future with Riders I'm sure of it!
Peace,
M-B
Have I mentioned the time, back in August 2003 when I flew from Manchester, UK to New York City to watch The Doors 21C for the first time, at the PNC Bank Arts Center in New Jersey and the beautiful Jones Beach in New York (far nicer place than The Godfather movie would have you believe!!!) That's a whole other other story that I will save for tomorrow, as I must go to bed soon! (half past midnight over here!). All I'll say for the moment is, best 7,000 miles I ever travelled in the name of music!
I know I know, I'm showing off! But I just love this band!
I know I know, I'm showing off! But I just love this band!
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