9:22AM Jess McGuire | There we were ordering a bathtub from eBay in preparation for our twenty-seventh birthday/death day (how Shakespearean!) next March, all in the vain hope that we’d go out in a suitably Jim Morrison-y style*, and now it looks as though the whole thing was a waste of time!
Why, you ask? Well, it’s suddenly occurred to someone that “Oh! The fat bloated guy who died of a heroin overdose in my Parisian nightclub in 1971? Upon reflection, I think that may have been the frontman for The Doors. I knew he looked familiar!”
In a new book Sam Bernett claims Morrison died in a toilet cubicle in his Paris club in 1971 after what he believed was a heroin overdose. Two drug dealers then took Morrison’s body back to his apartment and dropped it in his bath in an unsuccessful bid to revive him, according to Mr Bernett. Paris prosecutors said they were not likely to re-examine Morrison’s death.
Sheer laziness, Paris prosecutors. Bennett’s story is totally plausible!
He writes: “When we found him dead, he had a little foam on his nose, and some blood too, and the doctor said, ‘That must be an overdose of heroin.’” Bernett went on to become a radio personality, rock biographer and vice president of Disneyland Paris. He said he was pestered for years by reporters investigating Morrison’s death but kept his story quiet until his wife suggested writing a book last year.
“Writing a book” = “Making some money and buying her something nice, fuckface”
Stephen Davis, author of biography Jim Morrison: Life, Death, Legend, said he would not rewrite events because of the new book. Davis believes Morrison did overdose at Bernett’s nightclub but that he survived the experience. “It just seems likely that if he died in the toilet of a nightclub it would have come out before now,” Davis said.
Hmmm. We just don’t know what to think. Perhaps the only solution is to install a bathtub at our local evening haunt next year and just chilling out there, ingesting copious amounts of drugs and pretending to be a lizard and shit until we croak, bloated and thoroughly fucking rock.
*We’d considered doing a Kurt but it’s just far too messy and we’d never leave our friends with the steam cleaning bill.
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