The posting below was written before I realised I would not be able to embed Martyn's 1987 live performance of this song in Dublin. So I suggest you watch that one rather than listen to the version here..
In Electric Eden Rob Young writes:
Watching footage of Martyn playing live can be an unsettling experience. After a tortured, deeply emotive passage or song rendition, Martyn instantly snaps out of character, undercutting the intensity of the moment with a cheery "Awright!", the "Eyethangyew!" of a pompous music-hall entertainer or a crude joke.That tendency is well displayed in this tribute to Martyn's friend Nick Drake.
Young's account of Drake is also valuable and suggests that heroin addiction had more to do with his problems than any I have previously read.
As the estimable Backwatersman and I agreed at the cricket a few weeks ago, it is remarkable that Drake's music is now omnipresent. Once celebrated for his obscurity, he now features on every television trailer.
Note too the presence of Danny Thompson here. He is another key figure in British music since the 1960s.

