Okay, two mighty spirits, one kind of nutty spirit, and a decent, very lucky session spirit. They spoke to me about the truth of life and challenged me with a great riddle. When I successfully answered, they solemnly nodded, then compelled me to chose one of their own as a sacrifice. I made my selection...
And popular music legend Don Henley was taken out to the desert to die. I'm sorry everyone.
Anyway, most of that was probably just the peyote. On a much happier note, I saw the Eagles live in concert a couple of Saturdays back. I and twenty thousand or so other folks enjoyed the show, though the Washington Post reviewer did not. It's his loss. After thirty-five years, they still know how to deliver a great show. My parents saw their Long Run tour in 1979 back in my hometown of Roanoke, Va. Might not be a big deal otherwise, but Mom and Dad hardly ever went out much less went to a full on rock concert. (I'm pretty sure I played the Parker Brothers board game Sorry! with the lady who lived next to us while my parents waved lighters back and forth at the Civic Center. We may have also watched an episode of Rhoda, too. Or maybe this lady, who babysat me sometimes, just looked like Rhoda. Possibly both. Hey, it was 29 years ago, c'mon.)
"Hotel California"
I was excited to see Don Henley's wistful, evocative solo single "The Boys of Summer" performed live before a black and white backdrop similar to this famous 80s video. This is one of the best in a considerably overrated medium. It's a legitimate piece of art. Plus it's pretty funny they stuck Henley on the back of a flatbed truck and drove around at 4 in the morning filming him...
And speaking of deadhead stickers, here's The Dude himself. Though he and I have somewhat different musical tastes, unfortunately, I've had a number of days all too similar to this.
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