It’s a rainy, gray day in NYC. My older son (second grade) reports that in school today, a classmate told him that “God is crying” when it rains. Naturally, I said this was true. I mean, we’re doing the whole tooth fairy thing, so what’s the harm.
Okay, seriously, instead of crying myself, I came home and turned on this classic from Elmore James.
Anyway, anyone who knows anything knows that Clapton is god. That said, I’m turning to a (young) Stevie Ray and Albert King for another version.