There's a time and a place for the Doors.
It's called being a teenager.
i grew out of The Doors for the most part but they were probably my favorite of the four when I was starting out.
I’m not sure I understand this.
So you are admitting that, at some point in the past you were into them...but now you know that was “wrong” or it’s beneath you?
That’s how I’m reading this and maybe I’m wrong to do so. It would not be the first time I’ve been wrong and it won’t be the last.
But if I’m right, I mean I loved Cinderella’s Long Cold Winter when I was kid/teenager.
Do I listen to it regularly now? No.
Do I recognize they aren’t the most musically complex or modern day equivalent of what a “cool” music fan admits to having an affection for? Yes.
Do I own a Mint OG/first press that gets spun at 1 am when I’m 6 beers in or high as fuck and feeling nostalgic? You’re goddam right I do.
I guess, for me, if I can’t admit who I was and how I got here (musically or otherwise) I can’t really say I’m comfortable with who I am now.
There should be no shame adding something to the collection that used to make you happy, especially if it might help you get back there even if only occasionally.
For me, it’s better to throw on the Doors or Cinderella and revel in what others might think I should be ashamed of than it is to feel diminished by people finding this kind of thing out about me.
‘But I’m the same guy who you might catch singing full throatedly to Sister Christian at a stop light.
So maybe my shame-trigger needs a repair.
“You’re MOTORIN’!!!”