I’d give you a link to 8tracks where I usually upload my mixes, but it seems they’ve completely imploded, collapsed, folded. Not a surprise really, they never were any good. I’m just gonna create my own site to host my mixes, and goddam the copyright!
This guy’s as mixed-as, like me, but my English-Germanic is his Irish, my Carib is his Native-American, and my Himalayan is his African-American… cuz? lol
He’s also red skin, like me… probably the reason for the Redd, in Trippie Redd.
What makes that one of the greatest leads in rock/blues is how it characterizes a kind of dialogue between Sally and the protagonist. The lead carries on as a series of phrases and remains consistent as if in conversation. Talking guitar, as it were. But the tastefulness of that specific lead is in how it almost captures the protagonist’s explaining/pleading to Sally… which is appropriate to the theme. A quirky if awkward defense on the protagonist’s behalf is developed through the guitar’s conversation. There’s a second part as well. But in any case apropos to the blues tradition is making the guitar tell the story, or express the sadness of the protagonist who ‘lost Lucile’ whatever whatever. But in this one Clapton produces a kind of bathos by changing the narrative of normative blues leads. The guitar isn’t crying here, but chattering on about how ridiculous Sally is being by wanting to leave.