Randall Flagg
10-31-2007, 08:16 PM
Link (http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/28/books/review/King-t.html?_r=1&ei=5087&em=&en=a677c84555b1113e&ex=1193544000&adxnnl=1&oref=slogin&adxnnlx=1193890367-G7C1g6LQZub9ub2S7u0y+Q)
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Most A.A. meetings begin with the chairman offering his qualifications at the head table next to the coffee maker. This qualification is more commonly known in the program as the drunkalogue. It’s a good word, with its suggestions of inebriated travel, and it certainly fits Eric Clapton’s account of his life. “Clapton” is nothing so literary as a memoir, but its dry, flat-stare honesty makes it a welcome antidote to the macho fantasies of recovery served up by James Frey (http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/f/james_frey/index.html?inline=nyt-per) in “A Million Little Pieces.”
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Most A.A. meetings begin with the chairman offering his qualifications at the head table next to the coffee maker. This qualification is more commonly known in the program as the drunkalogue. It’s a good word, with its suggestions of inebriated travel, and it certainly fits Eric Clapton’s account of his life. “Clapton” is nothing so literary as a memoir, but its dry, flat-stare honesty makes it a welcome antidote to the macho fantasies of recovery served up by James Frey (http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/f/james_frey/index.html?inline=nyt-per) in “A Million Little Pieces.”