I checked Eric Clapton off my "Live Music Bucket List" Wednesday night.
Effortless talent oozes out of Clapton and to see him play a guitar was worth the price of admission - but I never got the goosebumps I was hoping for and the concert ended way before I was ready for it to.
Still, he's Eric Clapton - so despite a lame crowd that sat down most of the time, (with the exception of the wasted guy across the aisle from me and the woman in the tasseled jacket jumping around like a lunatic), I still got to dance to "Lay Down Sally," hear "Wonderful Tonight," and watch him shred the blues.
And that is very, very good.
Happy Good Friday. Happy Weekend.