background:
this 8 hour daytime road trip meant a lot to me ... while
doing a search to help with this post, i found an appropriate
intro snippet:
Colorado has a rich, if eerie, musical tradition. Just ask Joe Walsh, who returns to the "Rocky Mountain Way" this weekend to headline the Jazz Aspen Snowmass festival on Saturday night with his buddy/bandmate Glenn Frey.
"The Eagles and Aspen, ooh it gets spooky," Walsh said on the telephone earlier this week.
"The Eagles have a big history in Aspen in the very early days, and we remember Aspen before it got famous. It's been a hoot to see it mutate."So has the glitzy mountain town changed for better or worse?
"I don't really know," said the Eagles' lead guitarist. "It's a new century, and everything's basically different. We liked Aspen better when it was analog before it went digital. We're analog guys, and
it was a great place to do music. There were great places to play, and there was a great little artistic community that was hanging out in the growth of Aspen, which really grew in that time. And a lot of that isn't there anywhere."
arts and entertainment
Walsh, Frey are headed Rocky Mountain way
By Ricardo Baca
Denver Post Pop Music Critic
Posted: 09/02/2010 01:00:00 AM MDT
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in the winter of 1973, the eagles came to aspen - they played for a week
in a club at the foot of ajax mountain, they performed the music from
their debut album, and we danced to every one, never tired of the
slightly different versions of - Take It Easy, Witchy Woman, Chug All Night,
Most Of Us Are Sad, Nightingale, Train Leaves Here This Morning,
Take The Devil, Earlybird, Peaceful Easy Feeling, Tryin' - and others ...
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the bouncer came up to me the first night - i thought he was going to
tell me to skedaddle, i was only 20 and had no fake i.d., he knew it, let
me patronize the club anyway, and would advise me when the sheriff
showed up ... but this time, it was not a warning, he told me that the
band did not travel with any drugs so he wondered if i would mind
sharing with them backstage ... are you kidding me? over the next few
evenings i turned them onto everything i could get my hands on - they let
me play tambourine with them - i was in heaven - i didn't sleep with any
of them, i would have but was never asked - i think i made kissy face with a
roadie, but i cannot remember clearly - when the boys left town, they
spirited away one of the cocktail waitresses and i was envious
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so to stand on that corner, listening to the music they have coming
from an outside speaker, remembering the "past" dancing, smoking
peaceful easy feeling - well, it's kinda like a circle closed
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i did not tell my friends the story ...
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coming across the navajo reservation, i felt disgust at the christian
churches - inside, i screamed to let these people alone, permit them
their own sacred ceremonies, quit trying to convert/control them ...
learn from them, encourage the old ways - very frustrating .... did i ever
tell you that i feel a part of my self is navajo?
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then we arrived at la posada and it is such an oasis ... i could feel the spirit of
the harvey girls working the place ... maybe it's cuz i spent so much time being
a waitress, i feel a real kinship with these women of the past ...
"Harvey Girls were hard-working waitresses who served meals at the Fred Harvey Hotels and restaurants along the Santa Fe Railroad. These young women waited tables in several Arizona hotels, including
La Posada in Winslow, El Tovar at the Grand Canyon and the Havasu in Seligman. Hired for their ability to provide excellent service and for their moral character, they brought increased respect to the position of waitressing while also aiding in the development of tourism in the Southwest."
source:
http://www.womensheritagetrail.org/women/HarveyGirls.php***
when we rode back into our little town, it looked different to me ....
perception and perspective altered ... a shift ... i am still turning the
day over and over in my mind .....
Sun Oct 10, 2010 9:27 am
