Megállt az idő, mikor szárnyaltak a SASOK. No nem azért, mert a nevük Eagles volt, hanem azért, mert ők a mai napig - nem éppen a versben, de - a lelkekben szárnyalók.
A képekre kattintva - Eagles: Hotel California (ma is, mint anno)
Nem
lehet mindig a napi gondokkal foglalkozni. Időnként nagyon is szükséges
arra az időre visszaemlékezni, mikor egy ilyen dalra nem az elfajult
magamutogató féregtársadalom kezdett még betegségében vonaglani,
magamutogatásával büszkélkedni az aszfalton, hanem az egészséges szerelem, a le nem
írható érzés vágya trónolt még a hangfalakon, s tízezrek ajkáról egyszerre tört
fel megannyi féltve őrzött titok, s a kérdés ki vagyok, hova is tartozom? Ők nem voltak, s nem is lesznek vonagló imitátorok, s nem is lettek magamutogató ripacsok! Maradtak örökifjú szárnyaló sasok! A dalban még mindig fiatalok, útkeresők, s mint mi mind, magabiztosan meggondolatlanok.
S, hogy miről szólt a dal? Hát miről másról?! Ugyanarról, mint a "Képzelt riport egy amerikai popfesztiválról". Pl. egy elemzés a sokkból. Persze, hogy mi sem hittük, hogy beléptünk azon az egyirányú ajtón.
Ferenc (az öreghegyi)
S, hogy miről szólt a dal? Hát miről másról?! Ugyanarról, mint a "Képzelt riport egy amerikai popfesztiválról". Pl. egy elemzés a sokkból. Persze, hogy mi sem hittük, hogy beléptünk azon az egyirányú ajtón.
Ferenc (az öreghegyi)
"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 place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys 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 place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (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 check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!"
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 place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys 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 place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (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 check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!"
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