It's that time of the year again when John Martyn starts to spend more and more time on my turntable. Don't get me wrong, I play Martyn's music all the year round but there is just something about the darkening nights and the golds and the reds of the leaves that make me reach for Bless The Weather, Solid Air or One World. There is something about John's vocal delivery that warms the soul and no matter how wet and windy it is outside I feel comfortable and at peace. No more so than when sitting in my "listening" chair sipping a glass of good red with the song posted on the turntable.
I know, I've posted it more than once but show me a man or woman who is sick of Small Hours and I will show you a person who is dead inside.
John Martyn - Small Hours
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Sitting with a glass of red listening to John Martyn - I can think of a lot worse things to do of an autumn evening and few better
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