Just recently I again listened to my records of Jeff Buckley, and I was once again amazed at how much of a musician and song-writer he was. Alright, so his last album wasn’t the best, but it’s still a million times better than a lot of things that are sold nowadays. And that’s although it wasn’t even finished, because he decided to take a fucking swim and never return.
Take that song called “Lilac Wine” from his “Grace” album. It’s one of the most tender and intimate songs ever written and sung, and I wish there were more people out there who could write songs like it and deliver them the way they’re supposed to be delivered. I think it’s great he isn’t totally forgotten…there’s this show called “The Dead Zone”, modelled after the book by Stephen King (or the movie by Cronenberg), which has his “New Years Prayer” as title score. Which is great, although the show is rather bland and bad. But still…keep Buckley alive, damnit!
