Who in the world is Mr Mojo Risin

James Douglas “Jim” Morrison (December 8, 1943 – July 3, 1971) was the lead singer and lyricist of the rock band The Doors, as well as a poet. Following The Doors’ explosive rise to fame in 1967, Morrison developed a severe alcohol and drug dependency that culminated in his death at the age of 27 in Paris. He is presumed to have died from a heroin overdose, but as no autopsy was performed, the events surrounding his death and the exact cause of it continue to be disputed by many to this day.

Morrison was well known for often improvising spoken word poetry passages while the band played live. Due to his wild personality and performances, he is regarded by critics and fans as one of the most iconic, charismatic and pioneering frontmen in rock music history. Morrison was ranked number 47 on Rolling Stone’s list of the “100 Greatest Singers of All Time”, and number 22 on Classic Rock Magazine’s“50 Greatest Singers In Rock”.

Mr Mojo Risin is an anagram (A word, phrase, or name formed by rearranging the letters of another)  for Jim Morris name. He believed or at least stated he was going to be reincarnated and come back as Mr. Mojo Risin.

What does “Mojo Risin” mean?

The word Mojo has its roots in voodoo but was adopted into the early blues culture and refers to one’s sexual prowess. Jim Morrison created an ingenious anagram of his name by re-arranging the letters to spell “Mr. Mojo Risin.” He sang that phrase repeatedly in the bridge section of the song “L.A. Woman.” The ever-accelerating tempo that John Densmore plays under Jim’s lyrics in that section of the song creates a rhythmic analogy. Rumors have persisted that if Jim Morrison had indeed faked his death, then he would contact the remaining members of the band using “Mr. Mojo Risin” as a pseudonym.

Jim Morrison Link

L.A. Woman

“L.A. Woman” is a song by American rock band The Doors. The song is the title track on their 1971 album L.A. Woman, the final album withfrontman Jim Morrison before his death.

In the song’s coda, Morrison repeats the phrase “Mr. Mojo Risin’,” which is an anagram of “Jim Morrison”.

The song was recorded at The Doors Workshop on Santa Monica Boulevard in West Hollywood, Los Angeles, between December 1970 and January 1971. Morrison recorded his vocal part in the bathroom of the makeshift studio due to the room’s natural reverb. Marc Benno was a second guitarist on the session, Jerry Scheff played electric bass guitar.

Because of its length (7:49 on the original album, 7:59 on the 40th anniversary re-release) and difficult vocal chord progressions, “L.A. Woman” is considered extremely challenging to sing live. The Doors only performed the song live in its entirety once, at their penultimate concert in Dallas. Faithfully replicating Morrison’s performance requires singing at top volume and full voice for the entire song as even the coda is sung at full force. Alcohol abuse and smoking had taken a severe toll on Morrison’s voice and the resultant rasp, which gives the song a distinct color, is difficult (and very painful) to duplicate.

The album version begins with a bass riff sounding like God Save the Queen or My Country Tis of Thee.

In 1985, 14 years after Morrison’s death, Ray Manzarek directed a music video for the song. It was aired on MTV and included in the Doors film Dance on Fire.

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows?
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light?
Or just another lost angel
City of night
City of night
City of night
City of night
Woo, c’mon

L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues
Into your blues, yeah
Into your blue, blue, blues
Into your blues
Ohh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin’
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin’ down your freeways
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone
Motel money, murder madness
Let’s change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo risin’, Mr. Mojo risin’
Mr. Mojo risin’, Mr. Mojo risin’
Got to keep on risin’
Mr. Mojo risin’, Mr. Mojo risin’
Mojo risin’, gotta Mojo risin’
Mr. Mojo risin’, gotta keep on risin’
Ridin’, ridin’
Gone ridin’, ridin’
Gone ridin’, ridin’
I gotta ridin’, ridin’
Well, ridin’, ridin’
I gotta, wooo, yeah, ridin’
Woah
Yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows?
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light?
Or just another lost angel
City of night
City of night
City of night
City of night
Woah, c’mon

L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman, you’re my woman
Oh little L.A. Woman, little L.A. Woman
L.A.
Woman, woman
L.A. Woman, c’mon