After 28 years, John Martyn finds himself working a patch of upmarket turf adjacent to those ploughed for much greater profit by the likes of Phil Collins and Sting.

The unhurried pace of the songs, the lugubrious upright-bass playing of John Giblin and Alan Thompson, and Jerry Underwood’s nimble bursts of soprano saxophone, make And a work of carefully measured sophistication. But the album is nudged away from the middle of the road by Martyn’s careworn voice.

An adult rock album, certainly, but one with more emotional roughage than the norm.

David Sinclair
The Times
2 August 1996