I was just watching him in a documentary last night. Oh well, another big one gets pushed off the edge, which is sad enough in and of itself, but it's also just getting the rest of us closer to the edge as well.
I saw the Doors in 1967 and while it was among the worst concerts I ever saw in the 60s (and I saw practically EVERYONE in the 60s) , I can still see Ray playing that night.
I then met Ray here in LA in the 80s and he was very nice... very cordial, taking the time to explain to me how he and another guy in the studio hassled to manipulate a pedal of some sort (Fender bender maybe) to get the bending organ sound on the Unknown Soldier session. It was one of those things they spent a couple of hours trying to figure out how to work into the song.
The night I met him, he, Robby, and John were also there with about ten other of us. A relatively small bunch, sitting on tables and the floor. Robby and John were a little quiet when I started asking about session stuff... but Ray excitedly got right into it as if it happened yesterday.
Break on through ray. This sucks my uncle who was not much older than me whos now gone as well. turned me on to the doors or maybe he turned me on to some things that went hand in hand with the doors but anyway i can turn on the doors and they remind me of him and for that i will always be gratful.