The two hundred and eighty-second album: #282 John Martyn - Solid Air
I struggle to put my finger on the exact reason why, but there seemed to be something that puts me off the tracks on Solid Air a bit. The way John Martyn sings the title tracks, the subdued slurring, feels over the top and hard to listen to. While partially affected, it seems, for the first track, the album's halting folk feels discordant at times, and with the lyrics being less intelligible while the music doesn't go anywhere I appreciate, this was a genuinely difficult album to listen to.