I missed #musicmonday this week, so you get a Feel-good Friday. Just as nice, I think.
When I was a kid, Jim Morrison was long gone and Val Kilmer had stepped right into his dirty leather pants and resurrected him for me. Questions like, “Hey, Mom, what’s a Quaalude?” and, “So, is the Indian guy there or not?” and gems like, “Can you explain the symbolism of the Lizard King?” probably freaked my Mom out. That’s what she gets for taking her prenatal vitamins with ’shroom tea. Yeah, Mom. This is all your fault.
LOVE the commentary–I have a few years on you, but my parents had to put up with the exact same thing from little junior high Holly!