Clapton crosses the line again
I’ve always thought of Eric Clapton as the Frank Sinatra of my generation: a consummate musical artist who’s also kind of a jerk. Being a fan of Clapton has always involved making allowances for his personal history of impulsiveness and poor judgment: He’s a onetime alcoholic and heroin addict whose signature song is a plea for the love of his close friend’s wife. (The friend being former Beatle George Harrison, of course.)
Even so, I have often found my own wife in tears listening to the paralyzingly beautiful extended piano and guitar coda at the end. We’ve listened to “Layla” many, many times and traveled to hear him play it live.
Clapton’s genius lies not only in his sheer virtuosity, but in his ability to wring crystalline emotion out of an electric guitar.
These Englishmen — Clapton, the Rolling Stones, the Who and others — took an underappreciated African American art form, the blues, ran it through their own sensibilities, and returned it to us highly amplified and charged with grandeur. Pete Townshend has talked about his sudden realization that five blokes with electrified instruments could make as much noise as a symphony orchestra and his thinking, “Why not?”
And yet (and here comes the sad part) Clapton once took the stage in Birmingham, England, in 1976 — stinking drunk, he has said in many subsequent apologies — and went on an extended rant about the importance of keeping England white. Channeling one Enoch Powell, basically the fascist-leaning George Wallace of Great Britain, he told his audience that Black folks “don’t belong here.”
In a 2017 interview, Clapton told Rolling Stone, “It’s incomprehensible to me, in a way, that I got so far out.” He has elsewhere described himself as doing “really offensive things … I was a nasty person” and “full-tilt” racist.
His many Black friends and musical collaborators over the years have by and large forgiven Clapton — if, indeed, they were ever aware of the incident. It was 45 years ago, after all, and never repeated.
They describe acts of great personal warmth and generosity on his part. Since getting sober, Clapton has raised and donated an estimated $20 million in the past decade alone to the Crossroads Centre, the drug and alcohol rehab facility he built in Antigua in 1998.
His efforts have helped thousands get clean.
Clapton’s friend and longtime bassist Nathan East, a Black man raised in San Diego, put it this way in an interview with The Washington Post: “In the Olympics, they throw out the best score and the worst score,” he said. “You get the measure of a person not on the day they did the very, very best thing they did and not the day they did the very worst thing they did.” For him, “the beauty of music is that it really transcends language, color and politics.”
The occasion of that interview, however, was what many fans of Clapton regard as his latest incomprehensible and perhaps unforgivable folly: becoming a hardcore anti-vaxxer and recording an extremely silly protest song with Northern Irish singer Van Morrison:
Do you wanna be a free man
Or do you wanna be a slave? Do you wanna wear these chains
Until you’re lying in the grave?
That’s right, blues fans, Eric Clapton has equated taking a COVID vaccine and participating in a (Tory-mandated) lockdown with being a slave. For him, true freedom consists of running around maskless and unvaccinated in the middle of a worldwide disease epidemic. He has since vowed not to play at any venue where the audience is required to be vaccinated. At a concert in Austin, he posed for photos with Republican Gov. Greg Abbott, whose efforts to render Texans defenseless against COVID have few parallels.
Granted, Clapton himself had a bad experience with the Astrazeneca vaccine, probably not the best choice for somebody like him (he is affected by peripheral neuropathy — nerve damage in the hands and feet). The artist says he lost the use of his hands for three weeks, which for a 76-year-old musician, already fearful of losing his ability to play, must have been frightening.
His great friend Robert Cray, the eminent blues guitarist, has taken offense. A blues purist and multiple Grammy Award-winner, Cray tried to impress upon Clapton how grotesque he found comparisons between vaccines and slavery. He got nowhere. Then came the Greg Abbott business, and, just like that, a 35-year friendship was over. Cray canceled an agreement to open for Clapton on a 2022 tour. “I’ve told myself, I don’t need to have a conversation,” Cray told the Post. “I’d just rather not associate with somebody who’s on the extreme and being so selfish.”