Life's Been Good...
Apr. 1st, 2005 12:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanI had, believe it or not, almost forgotten than I had tickets to see the Eagles tonight. So I wasn't in my usual hyped up Concert! Tonight! mode.
Silly meerkat.
So we get to the arena, and we're settling into our nosebleed seats, and there's this past-middle-aged guy yelling "start the show! Start the show!" And we're thinking 'great, drunk asshole..." And then he goes "My bed time's in an hour! The baby sitter's getting $10 an hour! Start the show!" And everyone cracks up.
Yes, it was an older crowd. But older does not mean dead, and a good time was had by damn near everyone. Certainly by the guys up on the stage, who proved that SoCal rock does not mean mellow. Especially when Walsh and Frey get themselves all wound up.
Some of the best lines: "This song is dedicated to my first wife, 'Plaintiff." "That song was from our satanic country-western period." "Time for me to sing. Let's see if I still can." (the answer is yes, as much as he ever could). "Back when we couldn't get arrested in New York City, we were selling out (name of local concert hall in Jersey). Well, actually, I did get arrested in New York, but that's another story."
I had, somehow, forgotten what astonishingly fine musicians those guys are. And how much I love so many of their songs ("Love Will Keep Us Alive,"
"Dirty Laundry," "Wasted Time," and the ever-ass-kicking "Life's Been Good," and too many more to type in right now). Even the ones that weren't in my top ten did some serious ass-kicking. I only wish we'd gotten to hear "Get Over It," too.
And "You Belong to the City" is still My Song. Mine, you hear?
Oh. And I <3 Joe Walsh. Madly. He's Cool.
If you get the chance, see them. Trust me. Three hours (!) of Good Time and killer music. And don't you dare leave until they play "Desperado."
Silly meerkat.
So we get to the arena, and we're settling into our nosebleed seats, and there's this past-middle-aged guy yelling "start the show! Start the show!" And we're thinking 'great, drunk asshole..." And then he goes "My bed time's in an hour! The baby sitter's getting $10 an hour! Start the show!" And everyone cracks up.
Yes, it was an older crowd. But older does not mean dead, and a good time was had by damn near everyone. Certainly by the guys up on the stage, who proved that SoCal rock does not mean mellow. Especially when Walsh and Frey get themselves all wound up.
Some of the best lines: "This song is dedicated to my first wife, 'Plaintiff." "That song was from our satanic country-western period." "Time for me to sing. Let's see if I still can." (the answer is yes, as much as he ever could). "Back when we couldn't get arrested in New York City, we were selling out (name of local concert hall in Jersey). Well, actually, I did get arrested in New York, but that's another story."
I had, somehow, forgotten what astonishingly fine musicians those guys are. And how much I love so many of their songs ("Love Will Keep Us Alive,"
"Dirty Laundry," "Wasted Time," and the ever-ass-kicking "Life's Been Good," and too many more to type in right now). Even the ones that weren't in my top ten did some serious ass-kicking. I only wish we'd gotten to hear "Get Over It," too.
And "You Belong to the City" is still My Song. Mine, you hear?
Oh. And I <3 Joe Walsh. Madly. He's Cool.
If you get the chance, see them. Trust me. Three hours (!) of Good Time and killer music. And don't you dare leave until they play "Desperado."
