Gratitude!
I roadied for a Tull show about 15 years ago. Early in the morning, as we started load-in, Martin was in a dressing room, setting up his guitars for the evening's show. The most relaxed, contented-looking guy in the house. When he finished on the bench, he walked out on stage, plugged in, and spent most of the time, up until sound check that afternoon, playing his own material. He'd really stretched himself over the years, and it was a treat listening to him play while I worked.
