Fucking headlining Summerfest. There’s only one thing to be said.
Fucking Eagles. Music for people who don’t care about music.
Take it easy, Desperado.
I’m already gone.
I apologize for the string of effing in teh 3B sidebar, PP. It is where my head is at this week. I understand if you want to drop the Empire from your blogroll. It’s what all the cool kids are doing!
OTOH, I’ve kind of been waiting for you to tag me for leaving eff-bombs all over your bloggo. So, hi!
I just wanted to see how many Eagles songs I could get into a comment, but EFF them!
I have always hated the Eagles, I hate them at this very second (no matter when this is being read) & I will continue to hate them at least until the mountains fall into the sea.
A friend said front row seats for these fucksticks at a Vegas showroom were US$3,000. Of course you get drinks & a snack & a gift bag, so it’s not all wasted.
They’re fucking headlining one night at Summerfest. I plan to stand outside the Amphitheater and try to pick fights. I may make a “Don Henley Must Die” t-shirt. What, like an EAGLES FAN is going to be able to beat me?
Of course, in my whitebread mainstream white american musical sensibilities, I REALLY like the Eagles. I lived in Fort Worth in the mid ’70s and I think the most important albums were Saturate before using, Fleetwood Mac, Burning Sky and Hotel California. Although that list should really include Greetings from Asbury Park and Tejas.
But y’know, I’m not going to be influenced by the kewl kids. I read Yglesias, I’m happy for Ezra Klein, I find Greenwald unreadable and music has as much to do with where you were and what you were doing as it has with any artistic merit.
Thus endeth the sermon…
Well, at least you like Roger.
It’s not something I advertise, but I recently downloaded the re-mastered three disc version of Rumours. I love hearing the rough versions of some of the songs, especially when Chrissy is instructing chord changes in between verses and playing piano…
My dad made his living playing in bar bands in the seventies. That meant I was exposed to far beyond the legal dose of iggles as a child. I won’t go so far as to say I like them, but their music is etched into my psyche in such a way that I can’t really NOT like them either. It’s complicated.
Brainwashing, is what it’s called.
THE. EAGLES. ARE. THE. BEST. DON HENLEY. IS. A. MASTER.
Wait, where am I? Why do I have a mirror and four lines of coke in my hand? when did I grow a mullet? Aaaaaaah!
Of course, to be honest, I LOVE REO Speedwagon, and I truly believe that High Infidelity is one of the great artistic accomplishments of our time.
And, for that matter I LOVE .38 Special and BTO…
Reo Speedwagon is at Summerfest. Jess Sane….
And although I have Nine Lives and some other content, I recently revisited Hi Infidelity and decided that even the zombie library didn’t need it. Certain Spouses of Zombies disagree, of course…..
Interesting observation. When you empty one bottle of Sailor Jerry’s and twist open a new one, kinda back to back, you can’t help but notice they taste…different.
Ya gotta do what painters do. When the last bottle is down to 1/2 or 1/3, ya open the new one and mix em together. Blend the tones, is what they say.
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