One of these nights, when in Winslow Arizona, I will pause while standing on a corner just before a tequila sunrise, as another wannabee desperado in mind or perhaps just some new kid in town and in heart, knowing his songs in some small way, will help me in the long run to take it easy, and find that peaceful easy feeling for one brief moment... Raising a shot of courage to you, Glenn!
Glenn Frey (1948-2016)
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I remember in high school, one could not turn on an AM station, most FM stations as well, without one of his songs on the air. Many a summer afternoon in the mid 1970s, while hangin' out at the American river or north fork of the Yuba up in the Sierras, his tunes were blaring from the rocky riverbank.
