Three news

The bad news first: the banal My Fathers Eyes unfortunately there a star deduction. The good: who has the bigger something left over for seconds, Pilgrim will love. So much for now.
Clapton has one much criticized. In the arbitrariness it is sometimes slipped. Has godlike status playful, by letting himself drove in pop fields. And one or the other reaching into mainstream loo is no denying definitely. BUT (and it comes to a cliché depraved incident in each Clapton review simply not around) to a "God" heckling at the start of a concert in the late seventies responded Clapton with a short break and the sentence I am not God. I'm just the best guitarist in the world. Why, for anything in the world, he must prove in each new album again?
When asked about Pilgrim Clapton remarked two things: he had no desire to play Solis. And that Pilgrim was only a plate for him, on the one could rediscover him. If you want. Granted, Simon Climie with Climie / Fisher probably already done enough harm in the history of music, as Clapton even with many drum loop to verhageln now the harmonies. But who viewed River of Tears, Pilgrim and She's gone sounds twice, discovered many things that Clapton has not very far away from what he has always done: Blues in all large variations, suitable for a lifetime of depths. Clapton has learned the hard way. And Their Feet with Pilgrim.
The best news for last: God smiles again.