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A review by izzyashh
No One Here Gets Out Alive by Jerry Hopkins, Danny Sugerman
4.0
where to begin...
what a beautiful yet tragic life jim lived through. i knew so much about his person and the doors, but after, i feel like i exapanded that knowledge even further.
jim’s years of living is the perfect way, as in the book, to describe a dionysian lifestyle. beautiful yet tragic. concious yet unaware. soft yet harsh. i have no doubt in my mind that jim was too great for this world. he was too...open and too...anarchaist [might i say].
he was too much for humans of the time, then and now, to understand all of his complexities and thoughts. everything from his outside to his deepest core. i honestly don’t think anyone will fully know his complicated and fascinating life.
this book, develops from his childhood to the time where he (mysteriously) passes away. it includes tidbits of his deeper emotions to his most raging emotions, to even his time with the band itself and how they came to be. jerry and danny do a wonderful job of telling his life as it was.
all the good and all the bad.
i personally loved this book and felt so deeply about everything written throughout. if you or someone else loved the doors or just jim morrison, please, give them this to read.
in the end, it gave me a deeper understanding and appreciation of the guys and J. learning how he came to be and his day to day life...my heart grew so big and created a better...fuller, love for this music group. and i have so much more to say about jim but i couldn’t write it all here.
“people are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. people talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. love hurts. feelings are disturbing. people are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. how can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? pain is meant to wake us up. people try to hide their pain. but they’re wrong. pain is something to carry, like a radio. you feel your strength in the experience of pain. it’s all in how you carry it. that’s what matters. pain is a feeling. your feelings are a part of you. your own reality. if you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. you should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”
love Isabelle.
p.s. one star off for the ending of the book. i was, personally, a little disappointed by how the writing faltered off at the end but nonetheless, raised some very good questions about jim’s death that i never thought of myself.
what a beautiful yet tragic life jim lived through. i knew so much about his person and the doors, but after, i feel like i exapanded that knowledge even further.
jim’s years of living is the perfect way, as in the book, to describe a dionysian lifestyle. beautiful yet tragic. concious yet unaware. soft yet harsh. i have no doubt in my mind that jim was too great for this world. he was too...open and too...anarchaist [might i say].
he was too much for humans of the time, then and now, to understand all of his complexities and thoughts. everything from his outside to his deepest core. i honestly don’t think anyone will fully know his complicated and fascinating life.
this book, develops from his childhood to the time where he (mysteriously) passes away. it includes tidbits of his deeper emotions to his most raging emotions, to even his time with the band itself and how they came to be. jerry and danny do a wonderful job of telling his life as it was.
all the good and all the bad.
i personally loved this book and felt so deeply about everything written throughout. if you or someone else loved the doors or just jim morrison, please, give them this to read.
in the end, it gave me a deeper understanding and appreciation of the guys and J. learning how he came to be and his day to day life...my heart grew so big and created a better...fuller, love for this music group. and i have so much more to say about jim but i couldn’t write it all here.
“people are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. people talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. love hurts. feelings are disturbing. people are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. how can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? pain is meant to wake us up. people try to hide their pain. but they’re wrong. pain is something to carry, like a radio. you feel your strength in the experience of pain. it’s all in how you carry it. that’s what matters. pain is a feeling. your feelings are a part of you. your own reality. if you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. you should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”
love Isabelle.
p.s. one star off for the ending of the book. i was, personally, a little disappointed by how the writing faltered off at the end but nonetheless, raised some very good questions about jim’s death that i never thought of myself.