Saturday 9

Saturday 9: Hotel California (1977)

1) Composer Don Henley says this song is about the "journey from innocence to experience." Where do find yourself on that journey? Are you more innocent, or experienced? I'm more experienced. I've seen a lot.

2) The lyrics refers to the "warm smell of colitas." Do you know what it is that the Eagles noticed in the air? Pot

3) The girl in the song had her head turned by luxury, including jewelry from Tiffany's and Mercedes Benz autos. Do you consider yourself materialistic? I like stuff. But I'm more into quantity than quality. Two of my weaknesses are wristwatches and sunglasses. Yet I don't think I have a watch or a pair of glasses that retailed for more than $70. I'd rather have three crappy watches than one nice one.

4) This recording has been lauded by music publications for for its long guitar solo. Are you good on the guitar? I'm not at all musical. Much to my own regret.

5) There's an error in the lyrics and Don Henley can get a bit testy when interviewers bring it to his attention. Here's the lyric: "So I called up the captain and said, 'Please bring me your wine.' He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since 1969.'" Do you know what's wrong with it? Wine is not a spirit. Spirits are distilled, wines are fermented.
 

6) Known as the Eagles' drummer, Henley now spends less time at his drum kit. Sitting at that angle for an extended period of time hurts his back. Sam believes this proves all those warnings she heard from her parents about good posture are true. Do you pay attention to your posture? I wish I had years ago. I'm now quite creaky when I wake up in the morning.
 

7) Joe Walsh is considered the wild man of the Eagles. Think of your circle of friends. Who is the most unpredictable? My friend John. Shit happens to him. Of course, he often puts himself in the path of said shit. But still ...

8) In 1977, Star Wars premiered. How many Star Wars movies have you seen? Just the first one. And I recall it being bright and loud.

9) Random question: "Nosocomephobia" is the fear of hospitals. Are you  nosocomephobic? Nope.

I forgot my bleach

I spent two hours last night at the laundromat. It was hot and humid and boring and unpleasant. AND I forgot my bleach, so I hauled my whites up the street and then brought them back home, none the cleaner.

Our condominium's laundry room was rotten with bed bugs and so I don't want to use it. But this is getting old. Very old. And, frankly, I don't see it ending any time soon.

Oh well. At least it's done. Until next week.