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will love Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. An interesting read and interseting life HOWEVER, the book might have been better (especially towards the end) if he wrote about how he composed his songs, and in the current time frame everything is rosy NOW. I got irritated with him for all the excesses, but loved reading about Surrey because it's where I grew up in the 70s. Whatever was lacking in the editing, it inspired me to listen to a heap of his albums with renewed insight. Eric Clapton, guitar god, has written his autobiography, aptly titled Clapton, The Autobiography. It covers his entire life, from his poor upbringing, to the present day as happy family man. He addresses every phase of his personal and professional life, which is amazing in the fact that the book clocks in at only 328 pages. Maybe this is why, as honest as Clapton is, it left me wanting a bit more. For instance, during his drunk periods he admits to being "chauvinistic" to his then-wife Patti, and starting fights with various people, but he never actually gives the details. (Maybe I have to read Patti Boyd's autobiography if I want more.) The overall read this memoir gives on Clapton's personality is one of obsession. From his love of the blues, to his infatuations with many women, to his desire to work with different musicians, to his abuse of drugs and alcohol. Everything is done full bore, damn the consequences. It took age and years of recovery for Clapton to mature enough to start a family with his current wife, Melia, and settle into a less destructive lifestyle. I give Clapton credit for being so forthcoming in his text, and admitting to faults and mistakes that most people would choose to keep hidden. Possibly being such a public figure for so long didn't really give him an option here; other people have and will write books, and some of the stories are already legend. But, still, I was almost embarrassed reading some of his adventures. Especially one in particular, that involved a strange woman who preyed on his vulnerability by claiming she could help him win back Patti with different spells. The situation gets way out of hand. Maybe it was just a case of fighting a tight deadline, but I feel this book could have benefited with a stronger editor to guide the text. The writing was good (Clapton wrote it himself), but someone really needed to just step in a few places and ask for more here, and here, and here. John Lennon's murder wasn't even mentioned. Surely this must have affected Clapton in some way, even if it was just to concern himself with his own safety. Not to mention Clapton's friendship with George Harrison. Didn't he discuss this with Harrison, or call and console him about the death of his Beatle brother? Despite my few problems with the book, I really found it to be a quick read and a real page turner. It allowed me, the reader, to get an intimate glimpse into the life and mind of one of the most successful artists of the last 40 years. And the glimpse isn't always a pretty picture. I can't even rate this. Writing seemed fine and story moved along well. It's more the living of his life that I have issues with. Biographies and autobiographies are difficult to dicuss--are you talking about the storytelling or the story itself? Found him to be self-centered and chauvenistic (what female singers did he revere?). Tired of the "I was really a jerk but now it's all behind me" autobiography. Cynical me always wonders if there's an update down the road--"Okay, I was a jerk when I wrote the first autobiography, but now I'm reformed." 0.249 seconds to build listing no reviews | add a review
Amazon.com Product Description (ISBN 038551851X, Hardcover)“I found a pattern in my behavior that had been repeating itself for years, decades even. Bad choices were my specialty, and if something honest and decent came along, I would shun it or run the other way.” (retrieved from Amazon Fri, 24 Apr 2009 07:57:54 -0400) The first test round has been closed. Visit the Open Shelves Classification group for details. |
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That said, my complaint echoes that of several other reviewers: Clapton moves so quickly through some major events that you hardly realize they've passed without some more explanation. The demise of the Yardbirds? Clapton was an admitted elitist/purist. The demise of Cream? They didn't get along. The Dominos? Ego. It gets right to the point, I admit, but not always enlightening. Other times, he seems to contradict himself (one of his times in rehab, he says, was incredibly useful, but then he admits he did little more than the bare minimum of what was required of him -- a sort of huh, wha? moment), when what was likely needed was simply a bit more explanation. (Arriving at the last chapter, however -- titled "A Year on the Road" -- you'll be presented with an almost mind-numbing amount of information on what Clapton watched on television, shot during hunting trips, gave as Christmas gifts, and so on.)
I was also hoping to learn a bit more about his relationships with some of the icons of rock and roll, especially his hot-somewhat warm friendship with George Harrison. Clapton, however, was more interested in exploring his own inner demons, and the shrapnel he often splattered on friends and family as he worked to overcome his addictions (the saddest story is, perhaps, that of Alice Ormsby-Gore, who seemed to gamble her future and happiness on Clapton). Still, it's admirable when a major star can write such a warts-and-all portrayal of himself. While Clapton eventually becomes the hero of his own story, it's a long time -- and large body count -- in the coming.
To Clapton's credit, it's definitely not ghostwritten, as it jumps around a bit, loses track of "characters" and resorts to some clunky phrasing -- just as one would telling their story aloud. As a result, Clapton comes across as an honest storyteller, if not an entertaining one.
Recommended for its honest story -- though not necessarily the complete one. (