. "Glenn Frey"@en . . "Frey was born in 1948 in Royal Oak, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit (but NOT part of the Royal Oak Charter Township, and don\u2019t you forget it!) He was a handsome kid, but too short to compete with the local football players when it came to getting women. Desperate, he looked around for a solution. It came to him in a dream. In this dream, a guitar floated towards him with a pair of black lace panties dangling from its neck. \u201CTake the guitar. Learn how to play,\u201D the voice intoned, \u201CAnd one day, black lace panties will be dangling from YOUR neck.\u201D Frey woke up and got a guitar that day."@en . "Frey was born in 1948 in Royal Oak, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit (but NOT part of the Royal Oak Charter Township, and don\u2019t you forget it!) He was a handsome kid, but too short to compete with the local football players when it came to getting women. Desperate, he looked around for a solution. It came to him in a dream. In this dream, a guitar floated towards him with a pair of black lace panties dangling from its neck. \u201CTake the guitar. Learn how to play,\u201D the voice intoned, \u201CAnd one day, black lace panties will be dangling from YOUR neck.\u201D Frey woke up and got a guitar that day. He also decided to parlay the piano lessons he couldn\u2019t get out of into part of his schtick for the girls. \u201CYeah, I play guitars, and I play rock piano too... not the wussy piano music, the cool kind, really!\u201D It started to work. Soon Frey was scoring with the ladies. He decided to get a band together called the Hideout, hoping that the owner of the Hideout club would be flattered enough to hire them to play... and it actually worked! Mission accomplished, he moved on to the Subterraneans, thinking their name was cooler, then the Mushrooms. Contrary to popular belief, this name had NOTHING to do with drugs at all. The boys simply enjoyed mushroom pizza. They cut a single entitled \u201CSuch a Lovely Child\u201D in which Frey attempted to fake a British accent. He realized this was a mistake when even his own mother ran from the room screaming when he played the 45. He became depressed and joined bands with such horribly uncool names as The Four of Us, The Heavy Metal Kids, and The Yellow Polka-Dot Bikinis. But one good thing that came from this was Frey\u2019s new friendship with Bob Seger. He followed Seger around relentlessly, begging Seger to please, please, please, please, please let him appear on one of his albums. Finally, after Frey broke down sobbing at Seger\u2019s 128,523rd refusal, he took pity on the pathetic boy and allowed him to sing backup on \"Ramblin\u2019 Gamblin\u2019 Man.\" After Seger threw him this crumb, Frey was convinced that he was destined to be a big rock star and decided to head to L.A. It helped that he knew there was a hot babe there who would let him crash with her, because, amazingly enough, he had no money or job to support himself. He was also encouraged to go by Seger, who told him he could have all the free drugs and sex he wanted if he would just go to California. Frey had no way of knowing Seger just wanted the annoying kid out of his hair. Once in Los Angeles, Frey\u2019s girlfriend hooked him up with JD Souther. After both men were dumped by their respective women, they decided to form a band called Longbranch Pennywhistle. They hoped the phallic implications of such a name would get them new women willing to \"play\" their \u201Cpennywhistles.\u201D They also decided that they might as well record some songs, too. To everyone's astonishment, the label collapsed, despite its ability to sign acts that could put out masterful pieces of art such as Longbranch Pennywhistle's \u201CBring Back Funky Women\u201D and \u201CThe Star-Spangled Bus.\u201D"@en . . .