John Martyn Live. rock, salt and nails

Of all the great artists who are no longer with us I miss John Martyn the most. Lost count of times I’ve seen him over the years from early eighties until his last gigs. Mostly in and around north west uk, Liverpool, Madchester. Wether small clubs or bigger theatres he was always down to earth with his audience. Sitting on the back of me narrowband with a large vodka and a tear in me eye. Cheers John.

Such a heartwarming and emotive performance! but tinged with sadness! Ever so sad to see John end up this way, just before his death, but it was a lifetime of music and eventually, of self-destruction he pursued on his own terms right to the very end. Ever so unique: The slurred soulful voice, endearing heartfelt self-composed songs. the pioneering echo plex guitarist who fused folk, blues, jazz - a national treasure who unfortunately never achieved the widespread recognition his talents deserved, apart from his fans. Bless you John for leaving a legacy of wonderful music to enjoy. May you be with Nick Drake, in another world, in solid air where for now we cannot join.

How on anyone on earth could even contemplate critisising any of his performances is so far beyond my comprehension. Loved that man.

Just found this, left me in tears. Incredibly moving, what a performance

Absolutely fucking magnificent!

THIS must be one of the most heartfelt performances of ALL time

Had a drink with him in Woodstock just before he passed still have the photo in pride of place,what a legend.I still love to play his songs and allways will.Tommy Hodgins

I met John by sheer chance in passing, as another smiling stranger, back in March 1974, without knowing who he was. He introduced himself as Iain & we ended up enjoying a few casual hours discussing a number of things a smiling strangers are want to do, ending up at the Red Lion in Fulham over a few beers. It was only after many months after I had arrived home in Durban South Africa, when a lady friend gifted me a John Martyn album (Solid Air) that I found out who Iain actually was. His sparkling eyes & brilliant smile could not be mistaken & the magic of Solid Air & our chance meeting made me a fan for life. The saddest thing was to witness his unhappy debilitating unravelling demise & how it visually stripped away the soul of that smiling stranger and strip the beauty reflected in his soul. The joy I hold is that his final transitions would have delivered him of his adversities & restored the beauty & joy he he revealed to this smiling stranger was back in 1974. ❤

To all who criticized this performance go back to your exciting life and do nothing with it. He bought and paid for his condition. Your last performance is going to be different from your first performance, not worse, not better, different. He lived it.

We love and miss you Big man ..... Your music was the sound track of my youth.....a time when life was so much less complicated .Not sure we will ever see the likes of you again.

huge huge fan from the beginning to the end, saw him many times at different venues big and in local pubs, most of the time he was off his head - he was mega and so underrated.

AWESOME!!! Such emotion is rare in a musician of his caliber. If you don't like this your soul died somewhere along the line.

....great man,with a beautiful heart and a wonderful voice.

The greatest European blues singer for 40 years ! We love you, pal ....

still one of the best in my book, no competition so far

If the stars of the great bear could sing they would sound like this, he will always be missed.

Seen John many times over the years and had the pleasure of being present on this tour at Coventry Uni. This song blew me and everyone away. You honestly can't imagine the sheer power and impact of this amazing mans voice, unless you were there. A simply fantastic voice!

I went to John's old house in Hastings the other day, to try and connect with him, Nick and Paul.. Their music is with me always..

I tell you drops came out of my eyes when I first listened this performance; but that is not all, I have shown to a couple of friends, and without sayimg nothing about that my first feeling they two also cried. Is is just the pain in every corner of his voice. Thanks God for John Martyn. Hope we will meet again

Pure soul, the pain and suffering this man has endured has to be worth the respect its deserved.....and boy could he play guitar.....no one will ever be ljke him. RIP.......the acoustic guitar guru..........i too shed a tear....