I had a conversation with Jim Morrison years ago in Paris. Maybe I can shed some light on this subject:   It was a chance meeting down in a cafe off the Rue de L’Unbathed, late summer 1970 I think. I was sitting at a small table by myself, smoking Gauloises and trying to drink-off a small hangover I had going with a glass of Cabernet Swinevienon. It wasn’t helping, as I recalled, so I began working on the whole bottle. (Nothing rinses those rough little sweaters off your teeth like a dry F