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Boomer Ballads: Don Henley – The Heart of the Matter (Live at Farm Aid 1990)

Embedded in the lyrics is a thought larger than personal tragedy:

These times are so uncertain
There’s a yearning undefined
People filled with rage
We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive in such a graceless age?

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  • ghostsniper February 21, 2019, 11:38 AM

    Saw Henley in an interview on PBS about a year ago and he believes that if you give all your stuff to him he can dispose of it in such a manner that all of it goes straight to the heart of the matter, whatever that matter might be. And if you question him on that point like the interviewer did a couple times, he rises up in his chair and gets a little huffy about it. His ocular glands flashed like neon lights on the strip, “How DARE You!???”

    Henley was a medium grade drummer and couldn’t really do much more cause he frequently handled the vox too. That’s actually a pretty tough row to hoe, so I give him credit. But that is where he should stay because trying to run other people’s lives is distracting him from running his own life properly.

    Driving straight through from southeastern Florida to south central Indiana at Christmas time in 1984 ALL the radio stations played “Boys of Summer” almost continuously. I could have done with a little bit of “Bitter Creek” thrown in now and then to break things up.

  • H February 22, 2019, 5:56 AM

    Well in the first place, Henley’s politics suck, but beyond that, there was a documentary out a few years ago made with the full participation of Henley and Glen Frey and all the rest and it was quite apparent that (a) Henley and Frey were narcissistic, egotistical assholes and that (b) they were kinda proud of it, actually. Shut up and sing, I say.

  • Matt Burchett February 22, 2019, 2:44 PM

    Henley was a song-writing monster for some years after the Eagles’ heyday. It takes genuine talent to craft memorable lyrics and melodies that hold together so well for so long. I confess that I love his singing voice and his tight, if basic, drum work. Even when his sophomoric political posturing oozes into the mix with “… this tired old man that we elected king” from The End of the Innocence,
    I still admire the masterly smithing of words and tune. This can’t be taken from him.

    If anyone sensed a delayed “but” coming … yes, there is one. But that “but” is obvious.

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