poptimists | When they're ajar.

OK: Very high on my personal list of 'won't go there' bands come The Doors. This is due <b>entirely</b> to over-exposure to their work at school. Blasting Riders on the Storm through study-hall windows into the courtyard was a ritual cliche; along with further indicators of being a total tool: wearing a tie round your waist instead of a belt; wearing football socks (ideally in house colours) with long trousers; paisley waistcoats; joss-sticks; drinking tea out of jam jars or similar. Half Stalky & Co, half sixties throwback, these tossers put me off the counterculture for life. Other offputting memories = my mum's defence of the Doors ('but they had good lyrics!'); Will Young's version of Come On Baby Light My Fire; lingering association with Vietnam films (c.f. The White Stripes who I associate with the war on Iraq, although I know this is a bit unfair).

Anyway, given Tom's attempt to bring the rock on poptimists today, are there any redeeming features in the work of the lizard-king and his devilish cohorts? Is this another prejudice I need to overcome, or should I retire in satisfaction that I have ALWAYS BEEN RIGHT?