Sep 272002
John Densmore congratulates himself for not selling Doors songs for ads. This irks Meryl Yourish, understandably. Meryl objects that Densmore oughtn’t to preen himself about his integrity when it matters not one whit to his financial security whether he sells the back catalog or not. Still, I’m happy he didn’t sell it even though I’d be happier if he could shut up about it. It is irritating to read John Densmore; it is far more irritating to begin to associate a song that I’ve always liked, like “Locomotive Breath,” with a product about which I’ve always been indifferent, like Miller Genuine Draft. That’s the real point, not whether we’ll all buy more Jaguars because of Sting.