The Doors: Dead Cat Bounce
Dave DiMartino, MOJO, September 2001
CITY OF LIGHT OR CITY AT NIGHT? It is 1968, maybe '69, and we are walking through the throngs of people crowding the Sunset Strip. The sweet aroma of marijuana fills the air, and the crowd is thickening somewhere between Clark and Hilldale. Traffic has slowed to a near standstill, and, beautifully, nobody actually seems to care except maybe the cranky few in Cadillacs and Continentals who chose this traffic route on their way home to Beverly Hills and Bel Air.
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