I’m listening to more music at the moment. Right now, River Man is playing. Its gorgeous melancholy sweeps over you as you listen, it draws you in to the beauty of sadness, and it struck me that Nick Drake could not have been unaffected by the work he produced.
I think, if you write songs of deep, affecting sadness for long enough, it will colour your world. He wrote songs of gentle, breathtaking beauty, there’s an aching sadness to them that isn’t simply the blues. He was was twenty-six when he died and I don’t think he was simply ‘suffering from’ depression, I think it fueled his work, and the work he produced fueled his depression in return.
John Martyn said it better than I ever could in one of the most beautiful songs ever written, about one of the most beautiful songwriters who ever lived.