The Afterlife of Jim Morrison

PARIS, DEC. 8 — As long as I got breath, the death of rock is the death of me —Jim Morrison

Two different Jim Morrisons turned 50 here today.

There was Jim Morrison the lead singer of the Doors -- the rebel, the alcoholic, the self-absorbed exhibitionist who died in a drunken stupor at age 27. His followers, those who worship him as an everlasting symbol of reckless, youthful excess, came to his graveside to drink and smoke and reminisce about a man they never knew.

Then there was Jim Morrison—or rather, James Douglas Morrison—the poet, the filmmaker, the shy intellectual who apparently planned to live forever. That person, largely unknown until now, was honored by friends and fans in dignified performances, poetry readings and photo exhibits around the French capital.

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