Every so often, I want some classic music. Not classical, though I love it, but classic music. The kind when it comes on you know the words without even thinking about them. Some part of your brain kicks in and your mouth starts moving and you remember every lyric, every chord, every nuance, and where you were when or who you were with at some point in the past when you were listening to it.

This is one of those classic songs.

This is one of those classic bands.

This is one of those that when they being passing on, something will be forever lost and we’ll those of us left behind will be grateful we have the memories.

What brought this on? This need for this particular song? An article I read about a park in Winslow, Arizona called Standin’ On The Corner Park. They’ve erected a statue of the late Glenn Frey, long hair and mustache circa when the song first came out. On the corner. I think that’s awesome. This is something I’d like to see some day.

So, let’s have a moment and Take It Easy.

~lissa