January 18, 2016

Glenn Frey Checks Out of the Hotel California

1948-2016: You know you're getting old when your iPod's music library starts filling up with dead people.

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "

The heat is on, on the street
Inside your head, on every beat
And the beat's so loud, deep inside
The pressure's high, just to stay alive
'Cause the heat is on

You belong to the city
You belong to the night
Livin' in a river of darkness
Beneath the neon lights
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet

It's in your blood, it's in your moves
You're a man of the street

Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 18, 2016 2:46 PM
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I saw them a year ago, and Glenn still sang beautifully. RIP Mr. Frey. sigh

Posted by: Leslie at January 18, 2016 3:17 PM

In my estimation Smuggler's Blues was his best work.

Posted by: Fat Man at January 18, 2016 3:29 PM

Rest in peace.
But if I EVER hear "Hotel Goddam California" again it will be too soon.

And get off my lawn.

Posted by: Dan Patterson at January 18, 2016 3:59 PM

Desperado, in my opinion, will live forever, and likely be recognized as high art hundreds of years from now. All of it, the poetry, the music, the time, fits together to make an elegy unmatched in modern pop music.

And it speaks for all of us.....

Desperada, girl, you better come to your senses,
Better come down from your fences, and open your gate....
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love you,
Let somebody love you....
You better let somebody love you before it's too late.

Posted by: Rob De Witt at January 18, 2016 6:36 PM

"Siddy gurlz just seem to find out early...."

First song I ever learned to play on guitar by them.

Bittercreek was the most difficult. C-B-F transistions are murder.

Posted by: ghostsniper at January 18, 2016 6:57 PM

"...It wasn't for the money
(at least it didn't start that way)!
It wasn't for the runnin',
But now he's runnin' every daaaaaaaay!"

-G. Frey, et al., 'Certain Kind Of Fool', '73.

Posted by: My Shari'a Moor at January 19, 2016 3:01 AM

One of a few post-'50s artists and groups I've heard of and kind of liked, thanks to my six kids keeping me hip through the '60s/'70s.

Posted by: BillH at January 19, 2016 7:07 AM

I must have been about 15 when my uncle, who was not that much older than me and more or less a brother, when he took me to see the animation HEAVY METAL. I loved Glen's contribution to that soundtrack. Still do.

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"Posted by Dan Patterson at January 18, 2016 3:59 PM" Amen!

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