Venue Address: 909 First Ave. - Dallas, TX 
Promotion: Richard Linnell
Event: In Concert

Also Performing:

Early Show
House Announcer (Unknown)
Love Her Madly
      -Love Her Madly Jam (Instrumental)
      -Maybe It's Not For Sure
      -Keep Faith In What You See
Back Door Man
Ship Of Fools
      -Land Ho!
The Changeling
L.A. Woman
When The Music's Over
      -All My World
      -Something Wrong
Riders On The Storm
Light My Fire
Late Show
House Announcer (Unknown)
Roadhouse Blues
Crawling King Snake
Ship Of Fools
Palace In The Canyon >
L.A. Woman
When The Music's Over
Riders On The Storm
The End
      "Squeeze My Lemon"
      -I'd Be Your Penman (Poetry)
      -Mystery Train
      -Away In India
(Possibly Incomplete)

Recordings / Film:
Amateur/Audience Recording (Early Show)
Amateur/Audience Recording (Late Show)

Ren Deaton
Carl Dunn
Patricia Lee Tindell
Unidentified (Amateur)

Reviews / Info:
-The public creates demand for a second show when tickets sell out.
-Tickets for the added performance are sold at the door.
-8:00pm & 10:30pm scheduled start times.
-Approx. 3,000 in attendance during the early show.
-The Doors play a segment of Land Ho! during Ship Of Fools.
-Tape recording of the early show includes a live recording of Love Her Madly.
-Tape recording of the late show includes the standalone track Palace In The Canyon.
-No encore is given during the late show.
-This is The Doors 2nd and final appearance in Dallas with Jim Morrison.
-The Doors will perform one final concert with Jim Morrison the following night in New Orleans.


"I found out that The Doors were going to be in Dallas by chance. I mentioned to a friend that the only concert I ever felt like I missed was The Doors. He had just been to a Moody Blues concert in Dallas and told me that The Doors were going to be there soon. A couple of days later, I made a slurry of calls to Dallas and was finally hooked to the Fairpark Music Hall, where I was told that the concert was that night, and that there were still front section seats for the 10:30pm performance. I told them I'd be there, and made a reservation.

The night before, a norther had unexpectedly chilled that day's warm air. I met it with two coats and my yellow Maverick, and left Austin after dinner at 6:30pm, If I had found out about it earlier, I would have taken somebody with me, but it was too late for that now. I sped north, and questioned my ability to stay awake on the road until 5:00am or so the next morning. I drove on through Georgetown, Temple, Waco, plowing the slithery asphalt with my headlights. Darkness hides reality, you know. The car then moves protoplasm through a void. Hillsboro, Waxahachie - I will wake up the next morning and nothing will have happened.

I entered Dallas at 9:45pm and headed toward the Fairgrounds. I found a near vacant parking lot alongside a radio station building, and left the car. I weaved through parked cars and around to the front of the building. There were a lot of people waiting to get in. I entered a line for paid reservations and received a ticket saying "row C". I wandered about in the crowd a bit. The police pushed us back from the doors to let the first show out. 45 minutes late, we were let in.

Hoping the police wouldn't say anything to me about the contents of my knapsack (a tape recorder), I moved straight down to the third row, got comfortable, and looked around. I was seated in a large auditorium with cushioned seats, operatic balconies and an orchestral pit. People were shuffling about below in the orchestral pit. One, who could have passed for Densmore, was talking to a gal in the front row. Occasionally, a well-proportioned blonde, with a neckline slivered to low sternum, shuffled up and down the aisle. A gal in an opera balcony smiled and puffed on a cigarette. A couple of Frisbees were circulating. The lights flickered and went out.

The opening band, the Courtship (I think), was introduced. They were good, professional, and did some Motownish sounding numbers with a heavy band sound, reminiscent of Vanilla Fudge. After a short performance (half an hour perhaps), they left. The audience wanted the Doors and were asked to wait 10 minutes. Frisbees resumed flight, and the well-proportioned blonde made another trip to the front row to talk to a gal who was talking to the guy who looked like Densmore.

The curtain parted on five silhouettes. One announced "The Doors" and left, and four figures were revealed. On the left was Manzarek, wearing blue jeans and a black, pajama-like top. Elevated on a stand in back was Densmore, poised and ready. Krieger, with a peculiar smile, was wearing yellow, palm-tree patterned bell-bottoms, and looked like a tourist in Palm Springs. With his back to the audience was Morrison, in black cotton pants and a pink shirt. With a maraca tucked into his pants, he turned to the audience to find the mic.

Krieger ripped off the bass line for Roadhouse Blues, and the others waited and entered. They then headed toward unrecorded numbers and did "Crawling King Snake". Morrison snarled for requests, and promptly heard half of their recorded songs barked back at them. "Yeah, yeah, I know but that comes later on in the show." "Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, one at a time." "Thank you very much. Very kind of you." They broke into "Ship of Fools". Morrison did his part, sat beneath the drums, waited, traced the wire back to the mic, finished the song, and began anew.

There's a palace in the canyon
Where you and I were born
Now I'm a lonely man
Take me back into the garden

In the shadows of the canyon
I met you and now you're gone
And now my dream is gone
Let me back into the garden

Picking up a tambourine, Morrison shook its circumference over the mic. "L.A woman, she's all mine, L.A. woman, don't let me catch you with mine." The song ended and Ray immediately led into "When The Music's Over." Morrison sometimes whistles the scream of the butterfly, you know. They then went into "Riders on the Storm" and ended with an improvised version of "The End", which they finished with a frenzied, ear-ripping climax, and Morrison, Krieger, and Manzarek fell to the floor. They then arose and departed. The auditorium lights were turned on. The audience rose to its feet in applause. It was late. No encore. We left into the cool, clear night, and I started the trek back to Austin."

Jim Bayliss
Austin, TX
Copyright © 2016 Jim Bayliss

A Very pecial Thanks to Jim Bayliss for providing his tape and review of the concert to!


Palace In The Canyon >
L.A. Woman
Riders On The Storm (Cut)
The End (Cut)
      "Squeeze My Lemon"
      -I'd Be Your Penman (Poetry)
      -Mystery Train
      -Away In India



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