Clapton

I really thought this was going to be an interesting read. My impression of Eric Clapton had always been good. He's a great musician and kind of had that "nice guy" look about him. This book, written by him makes him sound like a self centered S.O.B. The book is dry, mostly he mentions names after names and concerts after concerts. In between you can find a paragraph or two where there is actual biographical material. I got the impression that he has absolutely no respect for women or anyone else for that matter. The way he describes how he went after his "best friend's" wife without seemingly one iota of guilt. I was expecting heart wrenching description of his son's death. I wasn't expecting details and I can respect that he didn't want to delve into it because I would assume this is the most horrific experience a parent can go through. But the way he wrote about it is like he was someone very distant, not like a father. I skipped through a lot in this book, because there were nothing but names written on the page. I could have just as easily read the phone book.

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