GRAND PRAIRIE - I have seen lousy rock concerts in my time, plenty of them, but I've never seen anything as sad and creepy as the band calling itself "The Doors" on Saturday night at NextStage.

Founding members Ray Manzarek and Robby Krieger have revived the band, with Englishman Ian Astbury of the Cult standing in for the decades-dead Jim Morrison.

Technically, the band that took the stage before a half-full house sounded fine -- the mix was full and bright, and Krieger remains a unique, fluid guitarist. But between the opera music (and the portrait of Morrison hung above the stage!) that began the show and Astbury's aping of Morrison's every old move and American accent, this was a pathetic display.

Astbury displayed no individuality as he sang Roadhouse Blues, Love Me Two Times and all the other old faves. This is nothing but a Doors tribute band, plain and simple.

And at least a decent tribute act wouldn't call itself "The Doors," which this bunch did both on the ticket and when being introduced. And at least a tribute band wouldn't have the gall to charge $110 for the best seats and go on 45 minutes late.