As Sean pointed out, Bunyan herself agrees more with me than with Tony, assuming this godawful piece of London hack journalism reports her accurately:

These folk are better by Degrees
By André Paine, Evening Standard 15.01.07

Sparkling Diamond: long-lost siren Vashti Bunyan evoked magical, bucolic settings

The f-word - folk - went unmentioned at this Arts Council-backed collaboration by four acts from Buenos Aires, San Francisco, Scotland and London. Instead, it was billed as "contemporary acoustic music" to distance itself from the beard and jumpers brigade (several still turned up, despite the absence of real ale at the bar).

Edinburgh-based Vashti Bunyan was the evening's cult star, a long-lost Sixties siren who insists she was never folk, despite once travelling by horse to live on Donovan's hippie commune near the island of Skye.

"You might think this song is about phones," said Bunyan of Diamond Day from 1970, now belatedly getting recognition thanks to a T-Mobile advert.

With their wistful vocals and guitar, her slight songs were evocative of magical, bucolic settings.