excuse me, but you don’t need it to kill me
your perfection does this very successfully
“His meeting with Janis Joplin was a classic. Around this time Paul Rothchild decided he should get Morrison and Joplin together since he was working with both of them. He described what happened to Blair Jackson in Bam Magazine: ‘I thought here’s the King and Queen of rock ‘n’ roll. They should meet. So I got them together at a party in Hidden Hills. They both showed up sober and are getting along great. Jim is fascinated by this remarkable girl and of course Jim was also a fascinating guy and really good-looking. Janis loved to fuck. That was her single greatest pastime. She saw this hunk of meat [Jim] and said, ‘I want that.’ Jim would get drunk most days and this was no exception and as usual he got rude, obnoxious, and violent. He turned into a cretin, a disgusting drunk. And Janis, who was a charming drunk, was really put off by him. Well, the more Janis rejected him, the more Jim loved it. This was his kind of match. Janis finally said to me, ‘Let’s get out of here,’ and we went to the band station wagon that she always drove. Jim came staggering over. He reached into the car and started to say something and she told him to fuck off. She wasn’t interested anymore. Jim wasn’t going to take no for an answer, though, and he reached into the car and grabbed Janis by the hair. Well, she picked up a bottle of Southern Comfort she had, reached out of the car, and wailed him on the head with it. He was out cold. The next day, I saw Jim in rehearsal and he said to me, ‘What a great woman! She’s terrific! Can I have her telephone number?’ He was in love. Physical confrontation was his thing. He loved violence. I had to say, ‘Jim, Janis doesn’t think it would be a good idea for you two to get together again.’ And they never did. He was crushed.”
Information taken from “Break On Through: The Life and Death of Jim Morrison”.