It ain't Smack (Heroin). It ain't even coke or ecstacy or hash or any of them silly-sighbens. It's NICKDRAKE (Nick Drake). He died in 1974 after recording a shamelessly commercial version of Suicide Is Painless the theme song from M*A*S*H - in his parents home where he OD'd on something. But Ohhhhh my God - The Music! I've been strung out on it for two full days now and I CANNOT stop humming the "Cello Song". I just can't.
Ya see my son - who recently turned 21 is even more of an audiophile than I am His computer and iPod is jammed with the best of The Best and he lives and breathes Incredible String Band and Leonard Cohen but he also bathes in and absorbs, music from all over the world frankly, far more sophisticated than my usual buffet.
So I get challenged to top him at times, with something old that is new again and I stepped in a great big pile of that two days ago when a zephyr that may have been a Demon from Hell, whizzed by my ear and said; "nickdrakenickdrakenickdrake".
I had forgotten. He's right up there with Fred Neil, Linda Perhacs. Moffit and Davies and Ravi Shankar if I am feeling loose.
Addictive as hell. I snatched almost 40 tunes without RIAA approval and I should feel ashamed of myself about it but I don't. Not even a little bit.
Click the headline for the Best Nick Drake website I have seen so far, complete with lyrics. I'll give you a dollar if you can listen to The Cello Song twice and not hum it.
Sure I'm strung out on Nick Drake right now but undersand I DON'T WANT TO QUIT!