We're Going Wrong

ginger baker killed this song

Fantastic song, creates a great ambient with mixture of Bruce's sad vocal and that incredible Clapton's solo at the end.

Baker kills every song he plays :)

For anyone looking to get into THE band who mixed psychadelia with blues, as well as the best white blues band up to their time, this is an essential song. While it may sound boring at first, the blues solo track by clapton near the end fits so well with the mood and the time and the rhythm. One of the best "groove" sections of any Cream songs

what on earth is going on????!!!!! I mean, only one person had something to say about this song???? this AMAZINGGGGG song??? c'mon!!!!! I've read that Jack wrote this one when he was in the middle of a... crisis... with his wife... prety obvious, but a great song indeed!!! we all have been trough this kind of situations, you know, when you try to make a point, and the other one is not listening to you at all!!!! and what you have to say it's HUGE for you!!! well, I just love it

yes, Ginger Baker kills! He is one of the best!

Anyways, this song is so psychedelicalicious (there, made up a song). Blues and psychedelia just go together so well in this song that I would almost say this is the ultimate Cream song.

Reminds me of the final hours of a long acid trip. You're through the most intense part and left with hours of introspection. In that time you come to the realization that You've gone wrong, and it's not just you it's a lot of people around you. Maybe you started tripping to expand your mind and be one with the earth, but now you're just abusing it and it's messing with your mind and your mentality is all wrong. Finding the way back is daunting as you are so far removed from normal thought, in fact it's impossible to go back there at all. You look at yourself and you say we've gone wrong. There's still two or three hours before the lsd wears off, and no one else is awake, there no one to talk to and if you woke someone up and spoke to them in your current state they would know you were out of your freaking mind, they couldn't possibly understand. So you go out into the street, walking, craving to see someone else who's it's at this hour and you want to hear their story and tell them yours. It''s another half hour until the sun comes up, the birds have woken up and the few people who are out are freakin crazy and don't have anything profound to say. Everyone out there man, we've gone wrong.