"Teeners' verdict on The Doors: GROOVY"

(Greg Robertson, Tucson Daily Citizen, June 29, 1968)

"A hushed 'Here they come' ran through the crowd and necks craned expectantly towards the small gate outside the right field foul line.  The three Doors' musicians...mounted the stage looking all business.  They positioned themselves with their instruments and immediately started playing.  After a short musical introduction, singer-warlock Jim Morrison, wearing skin-tight leather pants, a pea coat and a sullen expression, leaped up the side stairs, faked a spastic stumble crossing the stage, and lurched into the lyrics in a slightly hoarse voice.  it is undeniably compelling.  The creative nature of the Doors' musicianship became more apparent with every song.  Their versatility with the instruments and their unique rapport in the tight arrangements provided a perfect backdrop for Morrison's jolting images...the whole situation began to take on an atmosphere of unreality."