Let me tell you…The Eagles know how to get down on a song!
Diane and I got to see them last night…along with the great Dr. Bob and Rosemary Clarke, at the Mohegan Sun arena.
If you’re of a certain age (we are) and you want one of those shows that’s a soundtrack of your life kind of experience, then The Eagles were the place to be on Thursday July 18.
The picture above is kind of a guilty pleasure. It’s actually Bob’s. Mine didn’t come out nearly as well. And I didn’t want to keep trying since security was all business about enforcing the No Photography or Recording rule.
I don’t blame them. Whatever else you want to say about their music being in the public, it’s theirs. They wrote it, they performed it, and lots of people laid out a lot of money and a lot of work so that Diane, Larry, Bob, Rosie and about ten thousand or so other people could jam to it.
That show was their financial, intellectual and spiritual property. I’ll allow this one photo on the blog…but I’ll respect the rest of it.
That’s not proprietary. That’s all mine.
And that brings us to Phase 2 of this little blog post.
There were a lot of people looking for Eagles tickets. A LOT.
We listened around, and for the seats we had (on the floor), the going rate was somewhere in the neighborhood of $500.00 for the pair.
Two percent of me did a little calculating and figured out how much non-Eagles fun we could have had with five hundred dollars.
And the rest of the 98% realized we already have a lot of money. Not bragging, but creating five hundred dollars is not hard for us to do.
The experience of going to The Eagles concert was worth more than the five hundred bucks or so we would have gotten.
(Not to mention the fact that the venue really dislikes scalpers.)
So we went to the show.
And I took a moment to feel grateful for the skills and consciousness that let me enjoy the show and not sweat the money…especially since it wasn’t always that way.
Anyway, about the show…
THE EAGLES ROCKED!
I won’t go into too much detail, mainly because there was so much material, and so many memories that came alive, it’s hard to pin down a lot of detail without being here forever.
So just this…
I’ve been to old geezer rock and roll concerts where the performers phoned it in. Where you know they wish they were somewhere other than where they were.
The Eagles were not that band. They were alive, energized, and were obviously having fun. Didn’t seem to matter that they did the same songs thousands of times before. They were digging it. And the audience was digging it right along with them.
Don Henley looks older. A lot older. But his voice hasn’t changed a bit.
Glen Frey looks like the suburban dude who lives next door, who still keeps himself in good shape. And man, he can sing!
Timothy B. Schmitt is obviously a very cool guy both on and off stage. You can just tell.
Joe Walsh is a freakin’ guitar genius. Diane lit up when they did, “Life’s Been Good To Me So Far,” which is one of his solos and not an Eagles song. But it was a really good choice.
My personal favorite song of the night: “In The City.” A minor hit for The Eagles, but something about it just grabbed me.
Three encore songs: Hotel California, Take It Easy and Desperado.
Next time you’re listening to The Eagles, or any band that transcends your youth and present day, take a minute to realize just how much intention, ambition, creativity and energy went into getting them there.
And appreciate it.