Jeff Buckley
Jeffrey Scott Buckley, raised as Scotty Moorhead, was an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. He was the son of Tim Buckley, also a musician. After a decade as guitarist-for-hire in Los Angeles, Buckley gained popularity in the early 1990s by playing cover songs at venues in Manhattan's East Village, such as Sin-é, gradually focusing more on his own material. After rebuffing much interest from record labels and his father's manager Herb Cohen, he signed with Columbia, recruited a band, and recorded what would be his only studio album, Grace.
Over the following two years, the band toured widely to promote the album, including concerts in the U.S., Europe, Japan and Australia. In 1996, they stopped touring and in 1997 Buckley moved to Memphis, Tennessee, to experiment with new material for a second album, recording many four-track demos and completing his third recording session for a new album with his band, with Tom Verlaine as producer. While awaiting the arrival of his band from New York, he drowned during an evening swim in the Wolf River. His body was found on June 4, 1997.
Since his death, there have been many posthumous releases of his material, including a collection of four-track demos and studio recordings for his unfinished second album My Sweetheart the Drunk and expansions of debut album Grace and his Live at Sin-é EP. Chart success also came posthumously; with Leonard Cohen's song, "Hallelujah" he attained his first #1 on Billboard's Hot Digital Songs in March 2008 and reached #2 in the UK Singles Chart at Christmas 2008. Buckley and his work remain popular and are regularly featured in 'greatest' lists in the music press.
“I love anything that haunts me...and never leaves”
“I surrendered who I was to who you are..”
“There is no good singing, there is only present and absent.”
“Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run”
“When all of this music sounds like you know what you want to say, then it will have been of all worth, ever. You will be something complete unto yourself, present and unique.”
“Turn your head away from the screen, my friend. It will tell you nothing more.”
“I was captured by music at a really early age. I was really captured by it. Everything about it. It was my mother… It was my father… It was my play thing. It was my toy. It was the best thing in my life.”
“love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.”
“There's no time for hatred, only questions. Where is love? Where is happiness? What is life? Where is peace?”
“Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest...my blood...my compass...my love...”
“I have no advice for anybody; except to, you know, be awake enough to see where you are at any given time, and how that is beautiful, and has poetry inside. Even places you hate.”
“So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return?Oh, will I ever learn?Oh, Lover, you should've come overCause it's not too late.”
“My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulderIt's never over,all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...It's never over,All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter...It's never over,She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever...”
“She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever”
“I want to be ripped apart by music. I want it to be something that feeds and replenishes, or that totally sucks the life out of you. I want to be dashed against the rocks.”
“Words are beautiful but restricted. They're very masculine, with a compact frame. But voice is over the dark, the place where there's nothing to hang on: it comes from a part of yourself that simply knows, expresses itself, and is.”
“my kingdom for a kiss upon your shoulder"lover you should have come over-”