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Here comes the parade: first, one drunk and sullen poet, followed by three musicians burned out by fame and constant touring.  Here comes a producer hell bent on being the next George Martin; oh look, he's doing bump after bump of coke, too.  The record company sponsoring this parade is just looking to make more money from the band that's already churned out three successful albums. Ah yes, The Doors' Soft Parade--  let's delve in and see how this turned out.