Today, God is 70. You might think that God was just a tiny bit older than that, or that maybe He/She/It was in fact ageless. But you’d be wrong. He was born this day in 1945 in Ripley, England.
I’ve posted before about why Eric Clapton deserves to be called God. His prowess with the guitar is unquestionable and unassailable. It’s not the most flashy style, technically speaking (his other nickname is Slowhand, for goodness sakes), but the sheer emotion behind his playing makes up for his lack of fancy licks and riffs. (It should also be noted here that the riff Clapton is most famous for, the opening of “Layla” was actually created by the late, supernaturally great, Duane Allman. As a throwaway. That’s the story I heard, anyway.) He is just solid.
I love Clapton in all his forms and genres–Rock, Pop, Blues, whatever. Not only can he play it all, he plays it all better than all but a select few. Allman & Hendrix were probably better; Page, Beck, and a few others are very nearly his equals. Everyone else is just an also-ran. I probably could’ve picked one of his more iconic songs to post for his birthday today, but I decided to go with one of the one’s I love the most. “She’s Waiting” is from Behind the Sun, what was in effect his divorce album even though I think his official split from Patti Boyd came a few years later. It’s one of the best all-around albums from his entire career, and this is one of the best tunes from it. Enjoy!