Here is the fabulous John Martyn, with the absolutely brilliant Danny Thompson on bass. They’ve played together on and off since the 70’s, two wild boys grown into men whose talent and expertise seems DNA-deep.
This is music for anytime, any day, but it seems perfect for today with tea and breakfast and the last of summer just outside the window: and autumn grinning from behind leaves barely touched with yellow, in the whiff of ice in the breeze, in the sky that is beginning to be smaller as if drawing in on itself when I’m not looking; in the days that are only a moment shorter, just a moment, but enough to make me feel that the world is spinning faster, faster, as if it has just put its foot on the gas pedal…
I love exuberance. I love the energy of young artists, the fizz of sharing their discoveries, the sense that anything might be possible. They are the summer people. But what I love today is the certainty in these men as they play — they know exactly what they can do and they do it with utter confidence. That’s part of the energy of autumn for me. I wish I could explain it better (so much for being a writer!), but maybe you will see it for yourself.