rehearsing in the mid ’80’s in a basement club in a Sheraton Hotel with the guys to put together some new material and work out some hitches on stuff. In through the kitchen walks this guy who sits at the nearest table and listens intently. I was looking back from the stage and did a double take but couldn’t remember where I had seen that face. We kept our rehearsal up and then at completion I walked toward the gentleman at the table and smiled…said hello. It came to me…it was Eric Clapton. We had a conversation about some music and, not wanting to take up his time, I politely thanked him for his music and his time in listening and talking…