It's Eric Clapton day on the Drive

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Thursday Artist Portrait of Eric Clapton

Eric Clapton and B.B. King first recorded together for one track on King's 1997 album Deuces Wild, an experience so satisfying that they decided they'd better do it again. Before long, Clapton announced on US television that one of his remaining ambitions was to make an entire album with King. Roping in producer Simon Climie, who had been such an integral part of Clapton's hugely successful Pilgrim album, the pair hunkered down in Los Angeles and set to work rejuvenating and re-interpreting a bunch of King's classics including "Ten Long Years", "Three O'Clock Blues", "Help The Poor" and "Days Of Old". They also take on a bunch of other goodies including a slow, bluesey reading of Sam & Dave's "Hold On I'm Coming" and, appropriately enough, a witty take on John Hiatt's "Riding With The King". They reach back to 1946 for the Johnny Mercer/Harold Arlen standard "Come Rain Or Come Shine", and even dip into the 1930s to resurrect Big Bill Broonzy's "Keys To The Highway", where their trading of tasty acoustic licks is a particular joy. Throughout Riding With The King, Climie has kept the production admirably simple, with King's voice and guitar in one stereo channel while Clapton's is in the other, helping create a vital intimacy, as if they're playing across a small room to each other. --Johnny Black



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1. Derek and the Dominoes Don't miss it

I Looked Away (Clapton / Whitlock)
Bell Bottom Blues (Clapton)
Keep on Growing (Clapton / Whitlock)
Nobody Knows You When You're Down and Out (Cox)
I Am Yours (Clapton / Nizami)
Anyday (Clapton / Whitlock)
Key to the Highway (Broonzy / Segar)
Tell the Truth (Clapton / Whitlock)
Why Does Love Got to Be So Sad? (Clapton / Whitlock)
Have You Ever Loved a Woman (Myles)
Little Wing (Hendrix)
It's Too Late (Willis)
Layla (Clapton / Gordon)
Thorn Tree in the Garden (Whitlock)

Why Does Love Got To Be So Sad

Got to find me a way
To take me back to yesterday.
How can I ever hope to forget you?

Won't you show me a place
Where I can hide my lonely face?
I know you're going to break my heart if I let you.

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

Like a moth to a flame,
Like a song without a name,
I've never been the same since I met you.

Like a bird on the wing,
I've got a brand new song to sing,
I can't keep from singing about you.

Chorus

I'm beginning to see
What a fool you've made of me.
I might have to break the law when I find you.

Stop running away;
I've got a better game to play,
You know I can't go on living without you.

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2. Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you

Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

She's a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind she's in love with you.
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

She's some kind of demon messing in the glue.
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you.
To you.
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
She would make a scene for it all to be
Ignored.
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.


You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

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3. Slow Hand

By eric clapton and marcy levy
Every morning when I wake, a feeling soon begins to overtake me.
Ringing in my ears resounds through my brain; it finally surrounds me.
There is fire, there is life, there is passion, fever and fury.
There is love and there is hate, there is longing, anger and worry.

Oh, I am a flame; feel it touch my heart.
And down at my core is the hottest part.
I can run without fear.

If it should become too cold, I know I can endure the frostbite.
Oh, a blanket then I’ll wrap around me; I keep myself so close to my sight.
No one then can cause me harm, just as the river runs into the sea.
’cause every day, a fire alarm is deafening the silence all around me.

Chorus

It is burning.
It is burning.

You can trust me; we can laugh. together we can share our sorrow.
I will give you secrets too, an attitude that you may borrow.
Gypsy woman said to me, one thing you must bear in your mind:
You are young and you are free, but damned if you’re deceased in your own lifetime.

Oh, you have a flame; feel it in your heart.
And down at the core is the hottest part.
We can run without fear.

It is burning.
It is burning.

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4. Blind Faith

Do right use your head
Everbody must be fed
Get together break your bread
Yes together that's what I said
Do what you like

Don't fight
Don't fight

Dont fight use your head
It's alright every night
Do what you like
That's what I said
Everybody must be fed
Do what you like

Open your eyes
Realise you're not dead
Take a look
At an open book
Do what you like
That's what I said
Do what you like

Do right use your head
Everybody must be fed
Get together break some bread
Yes together that's what I said
Do what you like

Open your eyes
Use your head
Realise that you're not dead
Take a look
At an open book
Let it cook
That's what I said
Do what you like





Following the shadow of the skies
Or are they only figments of my eyes
Feeling close to when the race is run
Waiting in our boats to set sail
The sea of joy
Once the door swings open into space
I'm already waiting in disguise
Or is it just a thorn between my eyes
Waiting in our boats to set sail
The sea of joy
Having trouble coming through
This concrete blocks my view

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5. Great records, ALL!

That original Blind Faith cover art got a lot of people in trouble, if memory serves. LOL!



Yes. Those were the days.

Those Were The Days

(Ginger Baker and Mike Taylor)

When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free,
Those were the days.

Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds,
Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell
Disguised as heaven.

Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere, are they now?
They're gone.
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.

Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair,
Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame.
Wonder everywhere.

Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere, are they now?
They're gone.
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.

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Yes. There were lots of great recordings in those days. Mighty songs.

Remember Mountain?

Felix Pappalardi, Leslie West, Corky Laing and Jack Knight (IIRC)? Papallardi helped out on Cream's spacier numbers.



Then there's my Brother (would that he were with us today to refute or agree!):




1983...(A Merman I Should Turn To Be)

By Jimi Hendrix

Hurray I awake from yesterday
Alive but the war is here to stay
So my love Catherina and me
Decide to take our last walk thru the noise to the sea
Not to die but to be reborn
Away from the lands so battered and torn
Forever forever

Oh say can you see it's really such a mess
Every inch of earth is a fighting nest
Giant pencil and lipstick-tube shaped things
Continue to rain and cause screamin' pain
And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red
As our feet find the sand
And the sea is straight ahead
Straight up ahead

Well it's too bad that our friends can't be with us today
Well it's too bad
The machine that we built
Would never save us that's what they say
That's why they ain't comin' with us today
And they also said it's impossible
For a man to live and breathe underwater
Forever was a main complaint
Yeah and they also threw this in my face they said
Anyway you know good and well
It would be beyond the will of God
And the grace of the king
Grace of the king
Yeah (He's a Love King)

Oooo

So my darling and I make love in the sand
To salute the last moment ever on dry land
Our machine it has done its work played its part well
Without a scratch on our body when we bid it farewell
Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile
Before our heads go under we take our last look at the killing noise
(Walk the outer style) Walk the out of style
The out of style out of style oh yeah
Oooo

So down and down and down and down we go
Hurry my darlin' we mustn't be late
For the show
Neptune champion games to an aqua world is so my dear
Right this way smiles a mermaid
I can hear Atlantis full of cheer
Atlantis full of cheer
I can hear Atlantis full of cheer
Oh yeah