Okay, this one might be a little more pissy than usual. Mainly because I think enough water has passed under the bridge now, and frankly no one reading this will think, "Oh my, thank you. I can save myself the time and skip the album, I'll just stream 'It's in the Way that You Use It.'" Look this is going to be a meanderamble and likely veer wildly of course before it eventually ends. I can save you some time. Here's the score: 4 killers, 6 fillers. Although I only mention three songs in a positive light. Two of them are memorable, the others are good in the moment. Let's call it 4 good songs for the sake of brevity. That's not necessarily bad, if Mister Clapton was a baseball player he'd be the goat.* August followed a year after Behind the Sun reintroduced Mr. Clapton to the world as a commercially viable artist. The album went platinum primarily on the strength of "Forever Man" a song Phil Collins did not play drums on. Th...
A place where I just blather on about shit I either miss, or am excited about, or just found and want to share. Or I could just be deliberately trying to waste your time. I generally don't know what I'm talking about, but sometimes I do. This generally reads like a stream of consciousness brain dump. I like to think of it as a reaction video, without the images ... mostly it's just me rambling ... it's meanderambling. #oldenoughtoforget