Nick Drake: Exiled From Heaven

DURING THE ACADEMIC year of 1968-9, Cambridge University felt an alien influence from beyond its ancient facade of curtain walls and quiet quadrangles. Sober flag-stones peered affrontedly up at kaftans, wooden beads, and waist-length hair. Staid court-yards winced to the strains of Beggars Banquet, the White Album, Big Pink, and Dr John the Night-tripper drifting through leaded windows. The stately air was fragrant with marijuana and no one seemed to be doing a stroke of work.