James just texted me that Glenn Frey has died at the age of 67.
The Eagles won’t be the same without him.
On a personal note:
Growing up, we had a radio in our bathroom at home. My parents like to listen to the news in the morning while getting ready for work. Anyway, the plug for the radio was wired to the light switch, so everytime you turned on the bathroom light, the radio would come on. For the longest time, whenever anybody went into the bathroom, a Glenn Frey song was on the air. It happened so often, my sister and I took to calling his songs Music To Pee By.
Strange, the memories that come up when someone I honestly haven’t given a thought about for years, especially someone I’ve never met, dies. I mean, I’ve played Eagles records lots, but I never gave much thought to individual members of the band, just listened to the music.