I figured I'd give this a shot when 1001Albums pitched this to me to see if I really did hate the Eagles or if it was just a meme opinion I absorbed through film and the internet. Turns out I am in fact not a fan of this kind of slow, soft, reggae-tinged, tropical, sap ballad type of pop rock. None of the songs are all that exciting to me, and I while I'm a sucker for classic rock stuff to a degree the title track always stuck out as lame to me. Midwestern boomers longing for the exoticism of the west coast / the tropics while zerking it with pina coladas and acoustic beach side love ballads just doesn't warrant the rock coat of paint. Crackkkers need to knock that shit off.
Listened to this a few months ago after raiding my folks' CD collection. Not bad.
βπΆπ€ It's peak