John Martyn, Glorious Fool (1981)
I’ve always loved John Martyn for his inconsistencies, his idiosyncrasies. He’s left behind an extraordinary body of work; littered with mistakes and missteps and complete lapses in judgment. He drank away everything (even losing a leg to the bottle). And with it went a lot of common sense and often his publishing. Marty…
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