Since the untimely death of Eagles rockstar Glenn Frey, the lyrics of one of the band’s best songs has been ringing in my ears and putting springs in my step: “Mirrors on the ceiling/the pink Champagne on ice/We are all just prisoners here/Of our own device.” Yup, they don’t write them like that anymore, the song in question being Hotel California.
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