I don't mind doing two or three Eagles songs and playing the drums. I'm not one of those artists who's going to sit here and deny the past.
I said, baby, do you have no shame? She just looked at me, uncomprehendingly, like cows at a passing train.
Fortune smiles on some, and lets the others go free.
I could have played more complex stuff. I could have been a busier player. But that's not what I wanted to do. I played what I wanted to play.
I am an expert witness because I say I am.
I'm blessed with a pretty good voice. So just sitting back there banging on the tubs wasn't enough.
Arm chair warriors often fail.
I played drums on Keith Carradine's first record.
I remember a time when things were a lot more fun around here, when good was good and evil was evil, before things got fuzzy.
I'm always jotting things down on pieces of paper. I've got pieces of paper all over my house.
It was pretty frightening because as we all know, when large, famous groups breakup, a lot of the members don't survive in solo careers.
The Eagles and the critics were not the best of friends.
Johnny can get down and Johnny can throw up, but Johnny can't read.
The Eagles ended on a rather abrupt note, although in retrospect I realize now that it had been ending for quite some time.
There are no facts, there is no truth, just data to be manipulated.
The land of opportunity spawned a whole new breed of men without souls.
Anyone who knows anything should know you cannot take a master track of a recording and write another song over the top of it. You just can't do that. You can call it a tribute or whatever you want to call it, but it's against the law. That's a problem with some of the younger generation, they don't understand the concept of intellectual property and copyright.
Between each album I try to gain a new insight that I didn't have before and perhaps write a song about something that I've written about before, but from a fresh viewpoint.
I was flying back from Lubbock and I saw Jesus on the plane, or maybe it was Elvis. You know, they kind of look the same.
Selling eight million copies of your first album will mess you up.
This year, notoriety got confused with fame, and the devil is down hearted because there is nothing left for him to claim.
Some records with drum machines on them sound phony and plastic. It all depends on how you use the tools.
We're being treated to the wisdom of some puffed up, little fart. Doing exactly what I used to do, pretensions to anarchy and art.
We live a protracted adolescence. At some point you must leave the party.
Sharper than a serpents tongue, tighter than a bongo drum, quicker than a one night stand, slicker than a mambo band.
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