Solid Air

Call it jazz, experimental blues, or some other hybrid musical category.  Or call it a subterranean sound that echoes through the hollows of a vacant soul.  John Martyn’s arrangement  masterfully captures familiar, yet distant elements imprinted on some forgotten region of the human genetic blueprint.

You’ve been taking your time

And you’ve been living on solid air
You’ve been walking the line
And you’ve been living on solid air

Don’t know what’s going ’round inside
And I can tell you that it’s hard to hide
When you’re living on solid air

You’ve been painting the blues
And you’ve been looking through solid air
You’ve been seeing it through
And you’ve been looking through solid air

Don’t know what’s going ’round in your mind
And I can tell you don’t like what you find
When you’re moving through solid air

I know you, I love you
And I can be your friend, I can follow you anywhere
Even through solid air

Ice Blue Solid Air

Nice Blue Solid Air

Have a coffee or tea, sit back, relax and have a listen: