I used to feel sorry for Clapton. He hated all those people calling him God so much that he reacted by going solo with this whole singer/songwriter thing that deliberately downplayed his immense ability on the six-string. Now I just feel sorry for myself. I mean, sure, everyone's entitled to get married, have kids and settle down; but no one said anything about having to listen about it. Eric's best stuff was always rooted in pain, from Layla right on down to Tears In Heaven. Eric and happy just don't get along, if you ask me. Especially when the songs sound like some fucked-up American Idol finale where Paula and that self-absorbed English fart actually agree that it's the best stuff ever, and didn't Ruben just nail every note?