In the tautologically satirical book The Rock Snob's Dictionary: An Essential Lexicon of Rockological Knowledge, we read in the "Drake, Nick" entry: "...was frequently photographed standing dolefully among trees..." The Brit singer-songwriter of whispy, gauzy, phantomesque acoustic mood setters was also plagued by pathological insomnia and depression. Thirty five years ago today at the age of 26, he died from an overdose of the prescription antidepressant amitriptyline. He had pretty much withdrawn from his career as an Island label recording artist two years earlier ('72) moving to his parents home in Warwickshire, England after releasing his third album, Pink Moon. If you've never listened to Drake before and you wonder why it seems like you've already heard the title track to his final album, Volkswagen used it one of their TV ads circa 2000. Don't know how much it helped to move any Volkswagens, but in the wake of the ad, more of Drake's music sold than had in the previous two and a half decades.