Pursued by Furies
The Bergmann home wasn’t a “Mom, Dad, and the Kids” kind of place.
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On the B-Side
“The Doors’ mildly profane and drug-tinged lyrics would rattle out of the tinny speaker over and over, until Dad stomped on the floor and told me to “Go To Bed!”
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