Yes, EC, as in Eric Clapton. Seeing the aforementioned EC was on my proverbial bucket list. Thanks to a very sweet and most would argue, excessively tolerant wife, I got to check that one off the list. EC tore up the Sprint Center in KCMO this week and I was witness to it all. I don’t know that a blog description can do it justice, so let me just say, wow. Pretty much 90 minutes of straight up EC patented guitar licks and killer blues from another planet. When I die, I am coming back as a Hammond B-3. (If I have to explain to you what a Hammond B-3 is there isn’t much I can do for you.) It was good as it gets.