A Good Day In Hell - The Official ILM Track-By-Track EAGLES Listening Thread

so, wait, does tmz have a reporter who spends all his time looking for rock-related conservatorship filings? 'cause dude's having a busy week.

What what well, yeah

http://lefsetz.com/wordpress/index.php/archives/2015/05/13/today-at-the-tower/

In the wild: Three's Company rerun, Suzanne Somers has just revealed she's turned down two tickets to tonight's Eagles concert so Jack can make her dinner.

Smart choice.

I had no idea there was such a site: ''Search Everything Said on TV''

	You better hurry up anget ready.
00:03:12	For what?
00:03:13	The eagles concert.
00:03:14	I'm not going.
00:03:15	You turned down the tickets?
00:03:16	Jack, I can see the eagles anytime.
00:03:18	I've been looking forward to this dinner all day.
00:03:21	Chrissy, forget about dinner.
00:03:23	I mean, think of janet.
00:03:25	Look at that face.
00:03:26	Look at how disappointed she is.
00:03:28	No, it's not disappointment, jack.
00:03:31	It's hunger.
00:03:32	What's for dinner?
00:03:32	Boy, I don't know. it sure smells good.
00:03:34	Chrissy, I haven't started cooking anything yet.
00:03:37	You better get started so you can catch up with the smell.

No, it's not disappointment, jack. It's hunger.

well, yeah.

I'm kinda sad now that there wasn't an Eagles sitcom appearance ala the Doobie Bros. on What's Happening!?!.

This is stretching the definition of eagles in the wild
from a recent dick morris column:

There’s a new kid in town and Hillary Clinton, to quote the Eagles, is likely saying “I don’t want to hear any more.”

I don't think she's quoting the Eagles, but being quoted about the Eagles.

Eagles within eagles.

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Holy Shit:http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/former-eagles-member-randy-meisner-allegedly-threatened-murder-suicide-20150709

oops...

Ack that is really sad, what a mess. Sorta sounds like him & his wife are veering into Randy Quaid territory :(

well I watched the first half of the documentary the other night. it's funny to see this and enjoy it as a good documentary because of all the stories etc. .... and then as soon as they cut to the actual music I'm like "oh right, THAT song, ugh what a piece of garbage"

I couldn't make it through all of part 2, that started to get painful. But after I went to bed last night I did end up having a dream where I was working at a pizza parlor managed by Joe Walsh

a+ dream

he was not a "good" manager but he was a "fun" manager in that there was a lot of manic goofing off and then desperate last minute solving of self-inflicted problems

also how is it possible that that doc makes it look like Joe Walsh was the only Eagle to go through rehab/have a drug problem?

'Cause Don'n'Glenn had final cut?

he was not a "good" manager but he was a "fun" manager in that there was a lot of manic goofing off and then desperate last minute solving of self-inflicted problems

― Οὖτις,

irl lol at this

So when they get honored by the Kennedy Center later this year (a thing that is inexplicably happening), who's gonna be there? Will Don und Glenn try to keep Felder away?

what are they mad at felder about for now

Breathing.

crying

So guess who stopped in town the other night.

I swear, every review of this tour I've read starts out with basically the same paragraph:

History of the Eagles, they called it. Glenn Frey and Don Henley came across like college professors for a time at Verizon Arena Monday night, teaching and explaining. But count Joe Walsh as the rebellious student who pouted a bit until the show got to the part he liked. And that was also the part that the 15,525 fans were apparently there to see, according to the frequent roars of approval.

GLENN: Yeah, Professors at Budweiser University!

DON: Well, yeah.

https://youtu.be/a8FmCCEnNeU

http://therenodispatch.blogspot.com/2013/02/exclusive-eagles-fans-angered-by-new.html

old, but the comments are fun. don't think it was ever posted here?

Molotov-Ribbentrop, as balls said on Facebook:

Mr. Joel then parodied country music’s lyrics by reciting an original verse that rhymed “Mama cooked up the grits” with an unprintable bodily function.

The conversation proceeded at this sort of informal pace, and although Mr. Joel asked most of the questions, Mr. Henley often deferred to Mr. Joel, of Long Island. Later, a discussion of Mr. Henley’s writing practices led Mr. Joel to admit that he had lost the desire to finish his songs.

“We need some of your stuff right now,” Mr. Henley said. “You and I have been threatening to write together for many years.” A wave of applause cut the singer off and muted his counterpart’s response.

http://artsbeat.blogs.nytimes.com/2015/09/21/don-henley-and-billy-joel-at-92nd-street-y-trade-stories-about-a-lifetime-of-songwriting/?smid=fb-share

Lyrical shoutout on the new Lana Del Rey:

Sometimes I wake up in the morning to red, blue and yellow skies
it's so crazy I could drink it like tequila sunrise
Put on that Hotel California, dance around like I'm insane
I feel free when I see no one and nobody knows my name

DON: It's heartening to know that upon the eve of the release of Cass County, my first new music in many a moon, that a younger artist like Ms. Del Rey can find space in her lyrics to acknowledge our role in the great California myth while adding her own distinct signature to that tradition. It proves that not only have the Eagles stood the test of time, but we still have a lot to offer the future.

GLENN: Speaking of California and offerings, I wouldn't mind Yorba Linda-ing Del Rey in the Burbank until her Van Nuys pop out!

DON: Well, yeah.

"I explained to somebody the other day, they asked, 'Why do you think the Eagles survived so long as a group?' And I said it's because regardless of how much egomania any of us might have and regardless of all the talk about our infighting and struggling, we managed to subjugate our egos enough to keep that group together and to keep going because we realized a thing that all nations, cultures, and societies must realize — the survival of the individual depends on the survival of the whole."

http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/don-henley-on-sloppy-songwriting-national-values-and-cultural-decay-20150928

GLENN: I'm much more about the survival of the holes myself.

DON: Well, yeah.

Does he ever demand preferential treatment? “Oh no, no, no,” he protests. “Sometimes I send Tony, my road manager, in in advance to say: ‘Mr Henley would like to come in, and could he please have a table at the back away from the rest of the patrons so that he doesn’t get disturbed?’” Technically speaking, that does probably constitute preferential treatment, but still.

Henley's Cass County actually doesn't suck! Quite possible that this totally unexpected impression has led me to initial overrating, but here's what I said on Rolling Country (hearing npr's post of the deluxe edition, with those four bonus covers, really did help)
Don Henley's guest-star-laden Cass County turned out to be surprisingly painless, enjoyable, even. Starts with one of four well-chosen covers (all present on this deluxe edition, that is): Tift Merritt's "Bramble Rose," which he starts in relatively good voice---not just lack of the strain I remember; he actually seems to have a feel for the phrasing and pace---then hands it off to Miranda Lambert, who passes a verse to Mick Jagger---also good, even though he plays it straight. "Cost of Living" meets Merle Haggard, Martina McBride's good on "Old Flame," although the story gets cut short, probably because it's based on a real-life episode, according to him. Dolly Parton is excellent, duh, on the Louvin Brothers' "When I Stop Dreaming," but she doesn't obliterate Henley vocal, so give points to both vox.
Some other voices are more in the background, like "two out of three Dixie Chicks," Vince Gill, Lucinda---though NPR streams aren't always as good as they should be, and my headphones are certainly not for audiophiles, but I like the way he melds near-subliminal yet unmistakable Lee Ann Womack to a chorus that would otherwise probably get monotonous.
Even at least one cratedigger's catnip find, at least for me: "She Sang Hymns Out of Tune," with a low-key, sneaky surrealism that surely suggested some Gram Parsons originals, and had me thinking that this presentation surely is the mature, generous Henley, since Parsons reportedly loathed the Eagles--but apparently it was written by one Jesse Lee Kincaid, and recorded by Nilsson, on his Pandemonium Shadow Show (also by the Dillards on Wheatstraw Suite).
Speaking of the Eagles, I never was a big fan, but the overall sense of radio-ready structures here even extends to up- and downtempo tracks that would improve several of their albums.
Catchiness etc. also gets past most editorial moments, so more points for not playing the old man card too much (trepidation of atmospheric "Train In The Distance" could be felt by anyone, most likely).

Even at least one cratedigger's catnip find, at least for me: "She Sang Hymns Out of Tune," with a low-key, sneaky surrealism that surely suggested some Gram Parsons originals, and had me thinking that this presentation surely is the mature, generous Henley, since Parsons reportedly loathed the Eagles--but apparently it was written by one Jesse Lee Kincaid, and recorded by Nilsson, on his Pandemonium Shadow Show (also by the Dillards on Wheatstraw Suite)

Kincaid's original is on Rhino's LA Nuggets box, and it was also recorded by Hearts & Flowers, featuring future Eagle Bernie Leadon.

Thanks! Will check out those earlier versions, and try to dig up something else re Kincaid too.

Also I picked up Felder's hefty Between Heaven and Hell in the library, and read the whole thing that afternoon, which never happens. Gist: his father comes off as a self-made, self-righteous, self-torturing workaholic and skinflint, and Don follows suit during his Eagles years, with infinitely more bucks and perks than blue collar Dad ever had, of course. Furthermore, Dr. Phil, he somewhat recreates his own defiant-dependent teen relationship with Dad, now played by Henley and Frey.
When he finally gets his ass fired, after having papers served in the studio, he actually calls back, all crying---"Try to seek some higher ground in this, Fingers," Frey counsels, and the ex-Mrs. Felder fervently seconds.
So he does, with this book of excellent anecdotes (also careful references to ongoing litigation), from early years in Florida---girlfriend accuses him of stepping out with blondes, who turn out to be pre-facial hair, though tressed-for-success Gregg and Duane)[;"Tommy" Petty is his guitar student; Stephen Stills is "the funniest kid I ever met," passing through town while running away from military school, back to his parents (though every kid I knew back then who was sent to military school, was sent for a good reason); Bernie Leadon is his local connection to the budding West Coast folk-country rock scene.
Also lots of good stuff about "The Gods," as everybody who worked with and for the Eagles called Henley and Frey; supposedly many of these--even the Gods themselves, individually---called Felder up to trade the latest atrocity stories.
But I also get, in terms of more perhaps unintended reveals, that the Gods were trying to keep their associates' and their own assholes-with-money tendencies somewhat in line, at least for the sake of making even more money (by keeping up the musical standards, for instance). Nevertheless, Felder and I are somewhat respectful of, for instance, Joe Walsh's working out his frustrations on whole floors of hotels (and he lasted longer than any non-God in the line-up, I think, so maybe the mayhem helped).

Dillards version of that song is great

Will check---should add that my pop psych take on Felder is mine, not his, but the stories do seem to add up.

http://i.imgur.com/CWuB2c6.jpg

Gosh, just give me a second. I know it's got something to do with a song, right?

watched half of that Documentary Now! "The Blue Jean Committee" episode which is clearly a satire of the Eagles doc (Irving Azoff even appears) - mildly funny

Don Henley Ejected a Concertgoer for Shouting Don Felder’s Name

I won't even paste that final sentence, but leave it to Henley to never let you leave without an awkward feeling of yech.

In The Wild: "How Long" at Rudy's BBQ.

Brian Wilson w the sick burn:

We were in the dressing room at this fundraiser in New York, and Don Henley and Timothy Schmidt from The Eagles walked in. And Timothy was very nice, but Don was just kind of aloof and walking around the room. And finally, after a few minutes of chatting, Don pulls out a copy of Pet Sounds on CD that he wants Brian to sign.

So Brian grabs it and he signs, "To Don, thanks for all the great music." And he's handing it back to Don, but before Don can take it, he grabs it back and he crosses out "great" and puts "good music." (Laughs) And the thing is, there's no irony there. He's not being funny. He's really thinking, "I wrote 'great,' but I don't think it's great. But it's good. It's good music." And he handed it back to Don, and it was perfect.

amazing i hope that story is true

if only the Eagles had exercised such editorial precision

from here: http://m.csindy.com/coloradosprings/darian-sahanaja-on-playing-with-brian-wilson/Content?oid=3105483