Whenever I hear Doors music, I think of my very first concert, when I was 12. It was in the Coliseum (a fine, grand-sounding name for a concert-cum-circus-arena venue) and packed. My next-door neighbor who was old enough to drive took me. I remember she wore white go-go boots. While said song was being played, I left my seat and went up the aisle to the front, just to see Jim Morrison up close. The band was *right there.* It was the first and only time I got wacked in the head by a police officer! (I think they hired off-duty police as security) He'd told me once to get back and I pretended not to hear. It was a pretty exciting evening, all in all.