Unless the Coronavirus has become a pandemic, I will be going to see and hear the Eagles in Denver indoor arena. No, you Billie Eilish fans, they are not birds. They are a singing band from when I was younger and wilder. I am not so young now, but I still love their songs. I will be going to the concert to celebrate my birthday which is in two days. Now if I were a church holy priest, I might celebrate with a pilgrimage to a sacred shrine, or some special pious activity. But I am not holy, so my shrine will be the Pepsi Center in Denver. Not everyone will be old like me. Younger people appreciate great music that survives time. They will be there too. The Eagles were never a fad or a one album group. They wrote and sang great stuff, poetic to some of us. They can touch the heart as well as the body. I will get to bed very late, so tomorrow's blog will be quite tardy in showing up on Facebook. That is why you should get it sent direct to your email. I like sleeping in and waking up to the Eagles on Spotify.