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What the Sixties were like for me.


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A friend has just asked what I thought of the following:

 

 

I would like for you to explore the meaning of the song "hotel california" in a blog, if that interests you at all. or maybe heaven and hell ( so called) and what it was like to live in the 60's and hitchhike cross country and smoke grass and stuff like that. also, i would like your views on the death penalty.

 

Hotel California, the Eagles, the only take I have on it is that it's a really well done song that when I hear it, I feel good, it was great. Here are the lyrics:

 

EAGLES LYRICS

 

"Hotel California"

 

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway;

I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself,

'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

There were voices down the corridor,

I thought I heard them say...

 

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Any time of year, you can find it here

 

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

 

So I called up the Captain,

'Please bring me my wine'

He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'

And still those voices are calling from far away,

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say...

 

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

They livin' it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

 

Mirrors on the ceiling,

The pink champagne on ice

And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'

And in the master's chambers,

They gathered for the feast

They stab it with their steely knives,

But they just can't kill the beast

 

Last thing I remember, I was

Running for the door

I had to find the passage back

To the place I was before

'Relax,' said the night man,

We are programmed to receive.

You can checkout any time you like,

but you can never leave!

 

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Kim, I think that the song is really great, way ahead of its time, everything came together so beautifully in that song, it's a classic, I really love it.

 

Each question will be a separate blog, thanks again for asking.

 

Rod Williams

 

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rod,

 

i KNEW that you would!!! i like that song because it has so many different meanings to me, depending on my current mood and interpretation of the moment. it's a classic because so many different people can read so many different meanings into it. one could say that it is the "bible" of all songs!!!!!

 

 

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Yeah, Bible of all songs, Hotel California by the Eagles. I wish we had another musical era like in the Sixties, that was so nice.

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