John Martyn died yesterday. I’m not a fan of his whole career, but have always had a special place in my heart for his and wife Beverley’s Road To Ruin album. The track “Auntie Aviator” might be the most posted track in the blogosphere (hate using that term) commemorating his life, but with good reason. This song’s a real trip. There’s a certain hallucinatory, drugged-out quality to the lyrics- the subject seems to be vacillating between a child’s sick bed and a feverish adult-world where love is bewildering, so let’s get more high, shall we?