Disgrace Land is a production of Double Elvis.

Just a quick note to my beloved music nerd listeners out there.

I'm quite aware of the fact that the name of the Eagles isn't the Eagles,

and that it is officially just Eagles, no the.

But you know what? I can't do it.

I can't go an entire episode referring to the band I and everyone else,

Jeff Lubowski, included have slash has forever referred to as the Eagles.

It just sounds too fucking weird to just constantly refer to them as Eagles.

So, even though it's wrong, because it just feels right.

For me, Don Henley, Glenn-Fry and company are forever

The Eagles. Melotron. The stories about the Eagles are insane. Upon their assent, the band narrowly avoided arrest from smuggling

drugs. One member, on the eve of the band's breakup, skirted potentially devastating legal

ramifications from the discovery of an overdosed, underage sex worker in his home. During their early days, the Eagles dosed out on peyote and reimagined and reconfigured a new FM sound for the ages

that would result in unimaginable success and excess.

Private Plains, games of chicken on private planes, and one member surviving a private plane crash. The Eagles as a group

very narrowly survived themselves. Decades after the 70s superstardom, the band's status as one

of the best-selling artists of all time, remains untouchable with 200 million global record sales.

And the Eagles are untouchable because the Eagles made great music.

Unlike that music, I played for you at the top of the show. That wasn't great music. That was a

preset loop from my Melotron called Chuck Wagon Chowdown, MK2. I played you that loop because I can't

afford the rights to Oh Girl by the Shylights. And why would I played you that loop because I can't afford the rights to Oh Girl by the Shylights.

And why would I play you that specific slice of right on time cheese could I afford it?

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