At the onset of the '80s, Don Henley was sitting behind the drums of the Eagles, a colossally successful Los Angeles band with a lot of hits behind it and a future of guaranteed disintegration. There was a fair portion of intramural rivalry among band members. There was also a sense, even among the group's fans, that the Eagles' sound -- smooth melodies and often aseptic lyrics that took listeners on a twilight tour of the Hotel California -- might be about played out.
Glenn Frey, Henley's friend and co-writer in the band, was the one who put the wraps on...
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