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I now take back everything I said in this post. Cream is getting back together for a couple of shows at Albert Hall and I would sell my first born child (don't worry, whoever bought her would want to return her anyhow) to get a ticket to see that. [History of Cream]

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I suspect I will be attending one of those shows. Methinks my crowd of ageing rockers will be getting a crowd together to go.

Last time I saw Clapton (aka God) live was 1998 at the Anaheim Pond and paid way too much for nosebleed seats.

And I'd probably do it again.

Ha! The truth finally comes out! I still listen to my old Hendrix and Deep Purple tapes -- and I'm not a dirty old man!

I wonder who bought Clapton's original "The Fool" Gibson SG guitar from Todd Rundgren. I think it would be cool if it turned up for a cameo at those shows.

holeeee shit, i would sell my soul to see Jack live with Cream.

Badge (Eric Clapton / George Harrison)

Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love that you laid on my table.

I told you not to wander 'round in the dark.
I told you 'bout the swans, that they live in the park.
Then I told you 'bout our kid, now he's married to Mabel.

Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
Don't you notice how the wheel goes 'round?
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
Before they bring the curtain down,
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.

Talkin' 'bout a girl that looks quite like you.
She didn't have the time to wait in the queue.
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.

Disraeli Gears! The best of the best.

Jack Bruce nearly died last year. A potential Cream reunion tour is very good news indeed. Rock on, boys.

Hey, this reminds me of a joke:

What do cafeteria coffee and Ginger Baker have in common?

They both suck without Cream!

Ha!

I had a choice between going to my high school graduation and seeing Cream. I chose the latter...they were at some sort of gymnasium-like club in Calgary Alberta of all places and they rocked.

I'd do it again....same with driving 650 miles to see Led Zeppelin. Ah to be stuck in the late 60s!