The Doors - Morrison Hotel (1970)

Like most teenagers growing up in the '70s, we got our first taste of the Doors via 'Light My Fire'. It sounded like a cool song to us, though we thought it was too light and somewhat "poppy" compared with the other stuff we were listening to at the time. It wasn't until we heard 'Roadhouse Blues', which kicks off this album, that we started to really like the band. We'd always dug heavy blues-rock, and the charged and contagiously chugging stomper was the closest thing by the band that resembled the kind of rip-roaring power boogie that we were enamoured of at the time.

As an album reflecting the carefree spirit of the hippie era, 'Morrison Hotel' has much going for it atmospherically. But scanning the lyrics, you'd realise how ridiculously overrated Jim Morrison was as a songwriter. This is some of the silliest and shallowest "poetry" penned by a rock legend! Which makes you wonder if the Lizard King would be worshipped as a sort of hippie Krishna if he had lived right through the '70s and not had such a poetic end.