Today a founding member of the Eagles passed away.  I lined up a bunch of their best hits and it reminded of the good old times.  Somehow, life got very complicated immediately after.  Back then, there was joy in not knowing what’s coming up while listening to good classic soft rock.  An experience, when shared with friends who haven’t figured out their life either, made it a better memory than it was supposed to be.  My early 20s, at entirety, was filled with such memories.  Things changed, people changed, I changed.  I didn’t try to stop the change and welcomed it with blind enthusiasm.  Little did I know that those events will never happen again.   The Eagles, the Jefferson Airplanes, Queen, Tom petty, Sting, Fleetwood Mac, The Doors, Floyd, Dire straits, REO, The Who, CCR…the list goes on.  Put the record on, start your engines and you will never want the road to end and you will love the person sitting next to you for life.  Today, when I am 32 and listen to the same songs, I understand the lyrics even more.

As Boston put it

“I looked out this morning and the sun was gone

Turned on some music to start my day

I lost myself in a familiar song

I closed my eyes and I slipped away

 So many people have come and gone

Their faces fade as the years go by

Yet I still recall as I wander on

As clear as the sun in the summer sky”

It is more than a feeling, isn’t it.  All those days, these brilliant artists were warning us about a time we didn’t know was coming.  We live now, in a familiar time with new people close to us, lost yet found.  RIP Mr. Frey!