I was on my way seatrout fishing with two friends of my father. We were headed down towards ‘The Coombe’ with ABU Krills and Tobies and Lying Eyes was playing on Micks tape deck in the car. The first time I had ever really heard the Eagles. I was 14, it was June 1978 . It was The Greatest Hits, it was Hotel California. It was magic.
Now at 50, 36 years later, and only last night in fact, I fished the same place with two different friends for the same species.
Today I am driving to the Eagles to hear them live in Dublin, for me, the first time.