So, my question tonight is the same as Tolstoy's: What is art?"
What if all art is nothing more than the little twists and turns in our private little worlds, that only but for the turn of fate, remain so unexceptionable as to be dismissed as trivia?
Watch these two videos, please.
No one could argue that Eric Clapton's brilliant work here was anything short of artistic, in rock n roll terms.
Yet, all he was talking about, in the real world, was his forbidden love for Pattie Boyd Harrison, the wife of Beatle George Harrison. That's all. Forbidden fruit. The muse for many an artist.
(Pattie & George.) Actually, in reality, Clapton succeeded in stealing Harrison's wife from him, and then, later on, this illicit couple broke up as well. Maybe that is why they call it the blues...
-30-
No comments:
Post a Comment