LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
The Eagles’ song “Hotel California” came on the radio last week and for the first time I heard what a lyric actually said. The song was released in 1976 and I have always sang, “Please bring me my wife.” The song actually says, “Please bring me my wine.” It makes sense now since the next line is, “We haven’t had that spirit since 1969.”
That sparked my memory to an argument I had over an Elton John song. Although that sentence alone could cost me a lot of man points, I get a free pass since I was playing the song as a disc jockey at WFTG.
The song came out in 1983 and neither myself nor the other DJ were Elton John fans. The song was a hit so it was in the rotation. I was a little bit country and the other DJ a little bit rock and roll, so our background led us to interpret the song different.
Tonight is the first time I actually looked up the lyrics, since the internet wasn’t around in 1983. Phillip thought the lyrics said, “Modern Hell, I simply love you more than I love life itself.”
The actual lyrics are, “More than ever, I simply love you more than I love life itself.”
So in your face Phillip. I knew I was right.
We all draw upon our own experiences whether we mean to or not. Our interpretations of a song or an event are based upon the life we live. I have worked with dozens of different journalist in college and at various newspapers. I have never met one that was intentionally biased. If you think they lean left, it’s probably because you are leaning to the right and vice versa.
The things I have written that have caused the most controversy have been UK basketball and NASCAR. Recently something I wrote exceeded those by infinity. I have never caught the heat like I caught over elementary basketball.
I still think it is one of the best decisions made by the Laurel County School System. It has been good for the kids and good for school spirit. Unfortunately I cannot be at every game. There will always be winners and losers. Sometimes coaches send me information on their games so they get a little more space than the ones I cannot attend.
I don’t mind the negative comments so much as long as in their heart they understand one thing. I might be bad at what I do, but I am not biased. And in spite of the Facebook message I received I do not believe everyone in London thinks I’m pathetic. My kids and about five other people still think I’m O.K.