Hi Marc:
As the Creator, Curator, and Avatar of “Eff Clapton”, surely one of the most inspiring ongoing features on Facebook, I thought you’d enjoy this mini-rant, excerpted from the highly entertaining Salon article linked below—
5. Eric Clapton
Not Cream, not Blind Faith, not even Derek and the Dominoes. They all get a pass. No, it’s solo Clap that really scratches Lucifer’s itch. The Clap is to the blues as mayonnaise is to a gallon of warm mayonnaise. His style is so wheezy and derivative it’s almost gone full circle and become cutting edge again. He puts the yawn into stultify, he stupefy into catatonia, stone-facedly delivering the exact same chords, licks, and nasal delivery for over three decades over a backbeat that would have lost the Boer War.The Clap is a one man soundtrack for the many and various stages of menopause. He is the lodestone of radio stations that should have had their licenses immediately yanked after they shot the sheriff, but not the deputy, for the four-million-and-first time. When you want to get down, down on the ground, Cocaine. Followed by an eight ball of Clapton.
Likelihood that solo albums by The Clap comprise 88% of Mitt Romney’s musical collection: A VIRTUAL CERTAINTY
http://www.salon.com/2012/07/11/the_ten_bands_i_will_be_forced_to_listen_to_in_hell_salpart/
My ol’ Havre pal Jay Schuschke suggests that we work on a collective piece in this vein for EAST PORTLAND BLOG, and I’m VERY tempted t’git on-board!
Anyone else with us?! LOL
Enjoy,
Tom
