Jeff Buckley – forget her
From the album “Grace” (1994)
It feels a bit like a cliché to like Jeff Buckley’s music. There is such a hype about him and usually, I steer clear of that kind of artists. Successfully, I might add, with the exception of Pink Floyd and Jeff. Jeff Buckley died at age 30 in 1997. Apparently, he drowned, but the circumstances are still unclear. His most famous song is his cover version of the Lenard Cohen song “Hallelujah”. May I be blunt?! I hate that song. And I don’t say that often.
Here is another of Jeff’s songs that I love:
Everybody here wants you
From the album “Sketches for my sweetheart the drunk” (1998). That song is sex.
Jeff Buckley, just like his father, the talented Tim Buckley, died too soon and I am sure there would have been more music in him. But I also believe that he would have burnt out at some point. And he already felt the pressure after releasing “Grace” and recording “Sketches for my sweetheart the drunk”.
Ah, maybe this post shows my ignorance about music… I am not an audiophile; I am not a critic. Music makes me feel; it is like breathing. It helps me understand my emotions and sort them. There is a song for every situation. I believe that. And there are so many different genres that make people feel the same. I was called a music snob a couple of times. It was meant as an insult, and I felt it deeply. But, the truth is, I am not a snob because I listen to some post-rock or prog rock. I am not a snob for listening and feeling lyrics or melody. The same person who called me a music snob also said that if music influences my moods, then I should listen to more upbeat songs, and my depression would ease. If it was that easy… If it only was that easy. It is not. I am not overthinking out of fun; I don’t know any other way of thinking. I am not hard on myself because it is fun to be; I just don’t know how else to be… And there is a long list like this. There are many choices in life, but sometimes, the choice is between bad and worse.