cake through the ages, let them have cake, new cake, comfort eagles, short skirts and long jackets, the evolution, the revolution, the parallel journey, like addison and irving park, two roads, almost leading to the same place, one's faster than the other, more people travel down one, one's even bigger, from the glories of the beginning of motorcade, to the crash of fashion, to the bitterness and revival and redemption of magic, and now, to the return, the prowling, back in the saddleness of eagles, spreading wings, ahh, you boys from san jose, i think that's where you're from, but damn, you put a smile on my face, and remembers, i like that music. july 24. too far away. see you in chicago.