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The EAGLES
#5
Posted 02 June 2005 - 03:52 PM
I saw most of it as I was coming in from work and my wife was watching it. I have to admit it was a pretty good concert. They still sound as good as ever (unlike so many ressurected "dinosaur rock" bands from the past).
And later last night as I practiced, I found I couldn't help occasionally slipping from Blind Blake into "Peaceful Easy Feeling" or "Desparado" once in awhile!
And later last night as I practiced, I found I couldn't help occasionally slipping from Blind Blake into "Peaceful Easy Feeling" or "Desparado" once in awhile!
Un-plugged is not the same as
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
#6
Posted 02 June 2005 - 07:15 PM
QUOTE (dadfad @ Jun 2 2005, 03:52 PM)
I saw most of it as I was coming in from work and my wife was watching it. I have to admit it was a pretty good concert. They still sound as good as ever (unlike so many ressurected "dinosaur rock" bands from the past).
And later last night as I practiced, I found I couldn't help occasionally slipping from Blind Blake into "Peaceful Easy Feeling" or "Desparado" once in awhile!
And later last night as I practiced, I found I couldn't help occasionally slipping from Blind Blake into "Peaceful Easy Feeling" or "Desparado" once in awhile!
Desperado is possibly the greatest song the Eagles ever wrote.
It is a frickin' masterpiece.
#7
Posted 03 June 2005 - 07:20 AM
QUOTE (Acoustic101 @ Jun 2 2005, 09:15 PM)
QUOTE (dadfad @ Jun 2 2005, 03:52 PM)
I saw most of it as I was coming in from work and my wife was watching it. I have to admit it was a pretty good concert. They still sound as good as ever (unlike so many ressurected "dinosaur rock" bands from the past).
And later last night as I practiced, I found I couldn't help occasionally slipping from Blind Blake into "Peaceful Easy Feeling" or "Desparado" once in awhile!
And later last night as I practiced, I found I couldn't help occasionally slipping from Blind Blake into "Peaceful Easy Feeling" or "Desparado" once in awhile!
Desperado is possibly the greatest song the Eagles ever wrote.
It is a frickin' masterpiece.
Yes, it is. My two favorite Eagles-tunes, in different ways, are "Desparado" and "Take It Easy" (which I heard for the very first time on my transistor radio when I was co-incidently hitch-hiking east on US-66 toward Gallup, New Mexico after having walked backwards with my thumb out most of the way from Flagstaff, leaning against a sign that said "Entering Winslow Pop. 9,247" (or something) and thinking "Yeah... in a flat-bed Ford. Don't I fukkin' wish. Hell, I'd settle for an old prospector in a jeep with a canteen!")
Anyway, it really is a good tune. Possibly their best.
Un-plugged is not the same as
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
#8
Posted 03 June 2005 - 09:41 AM
The Eagles were the berries for sure. I did like their early stuff and managed to see em a couple of times.
My "Take it Easy" moment was thumbin through Austin on the way to San Marcos, and she was in a little white pickup...close enough.
I saw her over in the northbound lane, that long blonde hair flyin out the window and said a little wish, and low and behold there she was pullin over on the southbound side in just a few minutes...took me to San Marcos. The place I was goin to had the Blanco river right behind the house, and that gal just stripped off and jumped in.
She hung around for a couple of days, then headed back to Dallas, I stopped by on my way back to Oklahoma and spend a couple of days, ain't seen her since, don't even remember her name.
Ah, youth.
My "Take it Easy" moment was thumbin through Austin on the way to San Marcos, and she was in a little white pickup...close enough.
I saw her over in the northbound lane, that long blonde hair flyin out the window and said a little wish, and low and behold there she was pullin over on the southbound side in just a few minutes...took me to San Marcos. The place I was goin to had the Blanco river right behind the house, and that gal just stripped off and jumped in.
She hung around for a couple of days, then headed back to Dallas, I stopped by on my way back to Oklahoma and spend a couple of days, ain't seen her since, don't even remember her name.
Ah, youth.
#9
Posted 03 June 2005 - 11:27 AM
QUOTE (okiejohn @ Jun 3 2005, 11:41 AM)
The Eagles were the berries for sure. I did like their early stuff and managed to see em a couple of times.
My "Take it Easy" moment was thumbin through Austin on the way to San Marcos, and she was in a little white pickup...close enough.
I saw her over in the northbound lane, that long blonde hair flyin out the window and said a little wish, and low and behold there she was pullin over on the southbound side in just a few minutes...took me to San Marcos. The place I was goin to had the Blanco river right behind the house, and that gal just stripped off and jumped in.
She hung around for a couple of days, then headed back to Dallas, I stopped by on my way back to Oklahoma and spend a couple of days, ain't seen her since, don't even remember her name.
Ah, youth.
My "Take it Easy" moment was thumbin through Austin on the way to San Marcos, and she was in a little white pickup...close enough.
I saw her over in the northbound lane, that long blonde hair flyin out the window and said a little wish, and low and behold there she was pullin over on the southbound side in just a few minutes...took me to San Marcos. The place I was goin to had the Blanco river right behind the house, and that gal just stripped off and jumped in.
She hung around for a couple of days, then headed back to Dallas, I stopped by on my way back to Oklahoma and spend a couple of days, ain't seen her since, don't even remember her name.
Ah, youth.
Nice one, Okie. It's the memories like that you keep in your soul and they come up again once in awhile when you hear a certain tune or drive down a certain road or see some woman's smile. A good one.
(And lucky too. Hell, I didn't even get that old prospector in a jeep!
Un-plugged is not the same as
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
#10
Posted 03 June 2005 - 03:02 PM
The country was a different place back in those days, Dadfad. You could travel on your thumb and never feel threatened. Folks would give you a ride, share whatever goodies they might be carryin, and invite you to stop by their place on your way back through.
Strangely enough, I got about as many rides from females an I did males. A fella with hair down to his shoulders and a Hendrix t-shirt wasn't considered a dangerous man in the old days. Even the straight married ladies would pick up a young fella and not think anything about it.
You could leave home with 40 or 50 dollars in your pocket, travel across the country and get back home a couple of weeks later, still grinnin, well fed, and have most of that money still in your pocket.
Things just ain't like that anymore,
Or does gettin older change the perspective?
Strangely enough, I got about as many rides from females an I did males. A fella with hair down to his shoulders and a Hendrix t-shirt wasn't considered a dangerous man in the old days. Even the straight married ladies would pick up a young fella and not think anything about it.
You could leave home with 40 or 50 dollars in your pocket, travel across the country and get back home a couple of weeks later, still grinnin, well fed, and have most of that money still in your pocket.
Things just ain't like that anymore,
Or does gettin older change the perspective?
#11
Posted 04 June 2005 - 12:32 AM
yeah I tell ya , sure does bring back memories.... I think it was way back in 1998 , it was , I was just cruisin' on down the information superhighway in an old compaq presario doing 56 k , when I came up upon this mp3 called "life in the fast lane".......................(sighhhhhhh*)
#12
Posted 04 June 2005 - 09:04 AM
QUOTE (okiejohn @ Jun 3 2005, 05:02 PM)
The country was a different place back in those days, Dadfad. You could travel on your thumb and never feel threatened. Folks would give you a ride, share whatever goodies they might be carryin, and invite you to stop by their place on your way back through.
Strangely enough, I got about as many rides from females an I did males. A fella with hair down to his shoulders and a Hendrix t-shirt wasn't considered a dangerous man in the old days. Even the straight married ladies would pick up a young fella and not think anything about it.
You could leave home with 40 or 50 dollars in your pocket, travel across the country and get back home a couple of weeks later, still grinnin, well fed, and have most of that money still in your pocket.
Things just ain't like that anymore,
Or does gettin older change the perspective?
Strangely enough, I got about as many rides from females an I did males. A fella with hair down to his shoulders and a Hendrix t-shirt wasn't considered a dangerous man in the old days. Even the straight married ladies would pick up a young fella and not think anything about it.
You could leave home with 40 or 50 dollars in your pocket, travel across the country and get back home a couple of weeks later, still grinnin, well fed, and have most of that money still in your pocket.
Things just ain't like that anymore,
Or does gettin older change the perspective?
No, Oke, things just really aren't like that anymore. Most hitch-hikers nowadays are hookers or muggers. Most people who pick them up are either looking for a hooker or want to mug them! I had some great experiences hitch-hiking too. Even when I had a new car back home (and gas was 18 cents a gallon!) hitch-hiking was my "preffered carrier" when I was just "headin' out" somewhere in no big hurry (and who was in a hurry at that age in those days!
QUOTE (narad1986 @ Jun 4 2005, 02:32 AM)
yeah I tell ya , sure does bring back memories.... I think it was way back in 1998 , it was , I was just cruisin' on down the information superhighway in an old compaq presario doing 56 k , when I came up upon this mp3 called "life in the fast lane".......................(sighhhhhhh*)

Un-plugged is not the same as
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
never-was-plugged-in-to-begin-with.

John Jackson -My Teacher and My Old Friend
When the roll is called up yonder he'll be there
#14
Posted 09 June 2005 - 02:07 AM
Man, all these hitchhikin' stories sound so awesome...wish I could...but I'm only 15 and live in tropical northern australia, which is a nice place all the same, but i'd love to live in America... somehow, i think you guys took me back to place I've never been...thank you 
(wow, sappy hehe)
(wow, sappy hehe)

Tommy Emmanuel C.G.P.
#16
Posted 09 June 2005 - 10:15 AM
You boys have heard that old country saying," The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence," haven't you ?
rayvon...the world, at least our part of it here in the USA, was a different kind of place when ol' Dadfad, myself, and many others set out on our little road trips.
Now, " There's a killer on the road, his brain is squirming like a toad*," is all too familiar across the landscape, hell, many of us old counter culture types carry handguns for protection while out on the nations highways, byways, and cities.
*James Douglas Morrison.
rayvon...the world, at least our part of it here in the USA, was a different kind of place when ol' Dadfad, myself, and many others set out on our little road trips.
Now, " There's a killer on the road, his brain is squirming like a toad*," is all too familiar across the landscape, hell, many of us old counter culture types carry handguns for protection while out on the nations highways, byways, and cities.
*James Douglas Morrison.
#17
Posted 10 June 2005 - 04:20 AM
Hmmmm... never thought of it like that...scary
This really makes me think how lucky I am to live in such a safe country...if you can call it safe, though I guess I've never had to live with the sorta security concerns Americans have. Road trips here are fun when taking the coastal route, but inland as far more dangerous; when I think of it, I hear 'Duelling Banjos'.
DinoRG, the beaches where I live don't have sand, more they have dirt and silt which gets washed away everytime we have a storm and the residents near the beaches complain about it. Down south and out west, however, is a whole other story; beaches, babes and a real party lifestyle. But, where I live, I can't complain about the babe factor...*drools*...how lucky I really am....
Just one question, where do you guys live? I live in Far North Queensland, Australia. They're actually thinking of making us our own state of which my city would be the capital...how cool...
This really makes me think how lucky I am to live in such a safe country...if you can call it safe, though I guess I've never had to live with the sorta security concerns Americans have. Road trips here are fun when taking the coastal route, but inland as far more dangerous; when I think of it, I hear 'Duelling Banjos'.
DinoRG, the beaches where I live don't have sand, more they have dirt and silt which gets washed away everytime we have a storm and the residents near the beaches complain about it. Down south and out west, however, is a whole other story; beaches, babes and a real party lifestyle. But, where I live, I can't complain about the babe factor...*drools*...how lucky I really am....
Just one question, where do you guys live? I live in Far North Queensland, Australia. They're actually thinking of making us our own state of which my city would be the capital...how cool...

Tommy Emmanuel C.G.P.
#19
Posted 10 June 2005 - 08:55 AM
Dino, just to let you know how things have changed. I was in Chicago over the Christmas holidays back in the mid 70's. While there, I was amazed at the violence that the local newspaper brought to light each day...seems there was a half dozen killings every night.
That just didn't happen here in Oklahoma, there might be a killing once every six months or so, but nothing like what was going down in Chi Town.
Now every day I read of somebody getting shot or stabbed in Tulsa, sometimes there's a half dozen a night right here.
That just didn't happen here in Oklahoma, there might be a killing once every six months or so, but nothing like what was going down in Chi Town.
Now every day I read of somebody getting shot or stabbed in Tulsa, sometimes there's a half dozen a night right here.
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