John Densmore

At our Winterland concert, Jim kept sticking the flowers his fans were giving him under my drumsticks as I was trying to play. He laughed hysterically because he knew I couldn’t stop unless I wanted to ruin the performance; so my sticks smashed the daisy petals. Maybe it was his way of fucking with my image as a flower child.

At our Winterland concert, Jim kept sticking the flowers his fans were giving him under my drumsticks as I was trying to play. He laughed hy...

Remember those arguments you used to have with Ray? You fighting for individual cultures and Ray for homogenization?

Remember those arguments you used to have with Ray? You fighting for individual cultures and Ray for homogenization?