Wow, tripsy song. An unusual combination of psychedelic, bluesy and Ginger Baker’s jazz roots. I could even call it…a strange brew. Cream made a huge footprint, given especially that they neither lasted very long nor put out very much material. I think they had the whole not getting along with each other thing at the root of their breakup. The differences that made melded so well musically made them incompatible with each other. Not to mention Ginger Baker is incompatible with humanity in general. Well, they were weird and brilliant while they lasted. I love this song, it’s so be-bop. So of its time and yet completely different from its time, if that makes any sense. Obviously, this is a classic. There’s also a not-so-classic but fun cover by David Bowie, in which he takes the opportunity to unleash one of his notorious saxophone solos. Bowie has jazz roots of his own, and what better place to explore them, right? It won’t make you forget the original, but Bowie does have much better hair than Eric Clapton did.