Oh oh, the dirty laundry is coming out.
BS
I don’t love Don Henley as a person, but it might be hard to determine what happened 40 years ago.
“Sticks” is really a POS.
Let’s be honest. The late 70s was such a decadent period. These girls would have done anything for fame. I read stories about Poison’s (the rock band) after-parties, how they would literally go through dozens of chicks and alcohol. Don Henley is one of the greatest singers of all time.
Let me see - celebrity icon in the music industry, drugs, hookers, theft, corruption, and associated bad actors - how many times have we heard this story before, merely with different characters.
She was hooking, do we need to ask for ID for that now, 44 years on.....SMH......
What does an underaged hooker overdosing in 1980 have to do with Henley’s stolen personal papers?
If it’s a Manhattan judge, we know that the case is already rigged.
How is the even relevant to the case at hand? It isn’t this is part of a deposition and they can ask any questions they want regardless of relevance.
At least Jerry Lee & Chuck Berry never kiiled anyone.
“He told a Santa Monica probation officer he was depressed as he had separated from a long term girlfriend, was involved in a jet crash near Colorado and ‘despondent about waking up every morning, not knowing if my group, the Eagles, had broken up or not”
Break out the violins.
-PJ
At the party I had a gram of coke and asked Don if he wanted to go to the bathroom with me and do a bump. We did, and I put the entire gram on the counter and we snorted it up. We talked for a while and I told him I was an amature poet. He asked me to recite some of my stuff as he thought I was full of shit. I gave him my best stuff and he really liked it. He then pulled out a bag that had at least an ounce of coke in it and said let’s write. He had a pen and a little spiral notebook which I assume he wrote his thoughts on. We spent the next 8 hours snorting coke and writing song lyrics. All in that tiny little bathroom. He sat on the toilet and I sat on the edge of the bathtub. I helped him refine one poem that ultimately became the song “Johnny can’t Read”. I wrote two lines that ultimately made their way into his song Lilah. Man those were really good times. Absolutely true story.
Bubble headed bleached blonde, Don?
Turn up the Eagles the neighbors are listening.
Don made it into the documentary, I sold my soul, rock and roll.
Something is not adding up. In the Daily UK article it shows the note Henley wrote recalling the events that happened. The girl never died in his house but got arrested. Other stories regarding this claim the girl died in his home. Which is it?