This day in music history.

July 3, 1971, In a small apartment in Paris Pamela and Jim Morrison shot up some heroin. Jim decided to take a bath and Pamela decided to go shopping. Just before she left Jim asked Pamela to give him another injection, she did. When she returned from shopping she found Jim still in the tub and dead. There have been many stories told about how he actually died, even Pamela changed her account several times before her own overdose but this is the one I believe. He was buried in France without a ceremony and every year on the anniversary of his death thousands of people gather at his grave site, the inscription on his stone reads (in Greek) "He was faithful to his demons". Jim once said "I wouldn't mind dying in a plane crash. It'd be a good way to go. I don't want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD... I want to feel what it's like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don't want to miss it."
When The Music's Over by The Doors
Yeah, c'mon
When the music's over
When the music's over, yeah,
When the music's over
Turn out the lights, Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends,
"Alive!" she cried
Waitin' for me, Outside!
Before I sink, Into the big sleep
I want to hear, I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly
Come back, baby, Back into my arm
We're gettin' tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground
I hear a very gentle sound,
Very near yet very far
Very soft, yeah, very clear,
Come today, come today
What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it...Now,
Now?, Now!
Persian night, babe, See the light, babe
Save us!, Jesus!, Save us!
So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end