"last minute is my middle name, hyphenated"

When his death hit the airwaves and the television, i didn't know who he was. All i heard was that he was a young (up and coming) musician with a famous father (also musician). Then I finally heard his music and saw some video clips of him on MTV or VH1. It was one of those shows with the top whatever artists of all time. There he popped up - Jeff Buckley. Man, what a voice- Powerful & Moving! Instantly, I was intrigued and had to buy his CD - "Grace". Yesterday, I was watching the "Grace Documentary". It was the first time I heard his speaking voice. I never saw any interviews with Jeff. This time a different quality to it - sweet, soft, and gentle. He loved music from the beginning - "it was mother, it was my father, it was my plaything, my toy" during childhood. "music is endless" "there is still something, i guess it is just called freedom"

In describing his process of creating music, he said "songs just come out of poems, sometimes poems come out of dreams or reality or from something I want to say"


He had a James Dean look about him. He could look mischievous but the tenderness that came out in his singing emitted love/passion/sensitivity/sensuality. Few voices can stir deep emotions in you, sending chills down your body.

When ask what he wanted people to get from his music, he said softly, "whatever they want, you know.. whatever you like"
Asked what he wanted to do, he said, "i wanted to give back to it (music) what it has given to me. To meet all the other people that are doing it, and just to be in the world really..."

His story is tragic because like Dean he died so young. Imagine the music he would have created if he was alive today. Luckily, his radiance has been immortalized in his music. Jeff Buckley has given back - more than he will ever know.

If you have never listened to his music, I urge you to give it a chance.
You're in for a sweet surprise.


"Last goodbye"

This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it’s over
Just hear this and then I’ll go
You gave me more to live for
More than you’ll ever know

This is our last embrace
Must I dream and always see your face
Why can’t we overcome this wall
Well, maybe it’s just because I didn’t know you at all

Kiss me, please kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You know it makes me so angry ’cause I know that in time
I’ll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Did you say ’no, this can’t happen to me,’
And did you rush to the phone to call
Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind
Saying maybe you didn’t know him at all
You didn’t know him at all, oh, you didn’t know

Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
Burning clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
Offer signs that it’s over... it’s over
- Jeff Buckley