Jim Morrison

The "Lizard King" who prowled the stage like a shaman in leather pants, seeking to break on through to the other side. He was a poet of the dark hallways of the mind, a man who saw his concerts as rituals rather than performances. "I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos," he smirked. He is the philosopher of the Dionysian excess, the one who stared at the sun until he went blind and called it enlightenment.