I loved when Eric underwent his Damascene conversion and threw himself fully into the whole San Franciscan love, bells and beads thing...and this was someone who looked like the archetypal grizzled Geordie shipyard worker!
This song is a great spot of evangelizing on Eric's part about the 'oneness' of music. In Eric's eyes, be it soul, blues, rock, jazz or Indian music...it is all derived from the same source and music transcends limitations imposed by labels, so ultimately music is 'all meat from the same bone'.
I love the line 'when Clapton talks'. I am certain Eric B. is referring to the fact that Clapton had/has the ability to make his guitar 'talk' inasmuch that it spoke on his behalf with more clarity than mere words could ever hope to do justice to.
...and I still have no idea who Erkel Darbies is and what he was doing on his travels!
I loved when Eric underwent his Damascene conversion and threw himself fully into the whole San Franciscan love, bells and beads thing...and this was someone who looked like the archetypal grizzled Geordie shipyard worker!
This song is a great spot of evangelizing on Eric's part about the 'oneness' of music. In Eric's eyes, be it soul, blues, rock, jazz or Indian music...it is all derived from the same source and music transcends limitations imposed by labels, so ultimately music is 'all meat from the same bone'.
I love the line 'when Clapton talks'. I am certain Eric B. is referring to the fact that Clapton had/has the ability to make his guitar 'talk' inasmuch that it spoke on his behalf with more clarity than mere words could ever hope to do justice to.
...and I still have no idea who Erkel Darbies is and what he was doing on his travels!