Frasi di Jeff Buckley

“Ho paura e chiamo il tuo nome | Amo la tua voce e la tua folle danza | Ascolto le tue parole e conosco il tuo dolore | La tua testa tra le mani e il suo bacio sulle labbra di un altro | I tuoi occhi al suolo | E il mondo intorno che ruota per sempre | Addormentato nella sabbia con l'oceano che tutto cancella…”

“Beh, forse c'è un Dio lassù | Ma tutto quello che ho imparato dall'amore | È come colpire qualcuno che ha sfoderato le armi prima di te | Non è un pianto che senti di notte | Non è qualcuno che vede la luce | È un freddo e grave Hallelujah.”

“Stai con me sotto queste onde, stanotte | Sii libera per una volta nella tua vita stanotte.”

“Disteso nel letto, la coperta è calda | Questo corpo non sarà mai al salvo dal dolore | Sento ancora i tuoi capelli, neri nastri di carbone | Tocca la mia pelle per mantenermi intero.”

“Cadiamo giù noi due per servire e preghiamo per amare | Nati di nuovo dal ritmo che grida fin dal paradiso | Senza età, senza età e sono lì nelle tue braccia.”

“Non è mai finita, il mio regno per un bacio sulle sue spalle | Non è mai finita, tutta la mia ricchezza per i suoi sorrisi quando dormii dolce addosso a lei | Non è mai finita, tutto il mio sangue per la dolcezza della sua risata | Non è mai finita, lei è la lacrima che scende per sempre nella mia anima.”

“Il suo amore è una rosa pallida e morente | Che perde i suoi petali…”

“È stata un dolore dal primo giorno in cui l'ho incontrata | Il mio cuore è ancora congelato | Mentre provo a trovare la volontà di dimenticarti in qualche modo | Perché so che sei da qualche parte qua fuori adesso.”

“Come sei ora nel tuo cuore | Illuminati | Non vergognarti di ciò che sei | Sentiti come fosse una cascata | Illuminati, illuminati | Cresci nella luce.”

“Portagioie di tristezza preso per raccogliere le tue lacrime, | illusioni cristallizzate splendono, dimenticato, sono qui | Portagioie di tristezza, preso per raccogliere le tue lacrime. | Hai lasciato alcune stelle dentro di me | Hai lasciato alcune stelle dentro di me.”

“Amo tutto ciò che mi perseguita ... e non se ne va mai

amo tutto ciò che mi perseguita... e non mi lascia mai”

“I love anything that haunts me… and never leaves”

“She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever”

“my kingdom for a kiss upon your shoulder"
lover you should have come over-”

“We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain.”

“Why do they always show Christ up there bleeding and dying on the cross? We don't remember John Lennon lying there with a bullet hole in his head. I'm against the arbitrary organization of 'God' as a concept. We should all experience it all individually and purely. I don't agree with the separation of God and the body, I don't believe that we aren't a part of 'it', I don't agree that it's a man. In most religions there's no place for women. There aren't any women in the Holy Trinity and I need that. I love women, I came from a woman.”

“There's no time for hatred, only questions. Where is love? Where is happiness? What is life? Where is peace?”

“I once took a ride to the beach in L. A., and all along the shore there were all these so-called jazz places. And I saw these college guys and session players playing this fusion Muzak stuff. It was just a lot of notes, and the more notes they played, the more it kept them from expressing anything. So I came back home and got out my Zeppelin albums.”

“Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run”

“Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest… my blood… my compass… my love…”

“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.”

“The only goal is in the process. The process is the thing…with little flashes of light here and there. Those are the gigs, those are the live shows. But it’s the life in between—that’s all I got.”

“That’s what I wanted to do. You know, 2 hours. It’s like long-distance running or playing in a football game when you totally run out of steam and the moves you make after you run out of steam, because you’re totally unselfconscious, you’re not even thinking about the mechanics anymore. The moves you make then are incredible.”

“Everything I ever projected New York to be, it was—even the stinky, ratty, vomity part of it. Everybody has to do the subway. Everybody has to smell the same smells. And people get mad all the time. When people don’t like something, like ‘Get out of my way you blah, blah, blah.’ But [in L. A. ] it’s like, ‘How ya doing? Let’s do lunch! I love you!”

“You ever heard of a guy named Jeff Buckley? He's one of the best singers I've ever heard.”

“And what do I want people to get from the music? Whatever they want. Whatever you like. Somebody asked me what I wanted to do. I just said I wanted to…just to give back to it what it’s given me. And to meet all the other people that are doing it…just to be in the world, really.”

“Interviewer: "So Jeff, what are your main musical influences?" Jeff (after a long pause): "Love, anger, depression, joy and dreams…. And Zeppelin. Totally."”

“I wanted to fuse together my favorite elements of rock and soul singers into something I could call my own. The inflections of Stevie Wonder with the soaring qualities of someone like Buckley. It was his emotional intensity that inspired me more than anything. Also, Jeff came along at a time most singers weren’t using their upper register. His approach helped me embrace the fact that I was a tenor. I owe that guy a lot.”

“I just love his spirit and his whole energy, and I also love when men use their voice so unselfconsciously, and just really…feminine, masculine, all over the place. And he just, um…he was and is my favorite.”

“It was the kind of collaboration I dream about actually. His voice sounded, you know, like an angel. Like a gift from God.”

“This beautiful-looking guy with a fur coat and mad, curly hair walked in. He went to the bar and got a pint of Guinness, then plugged in his Fender and began to sing. Everybody was completely blown away. Who was it? It was Jeff Buckley.”

“His voice is an incredible instrument, angelic and powerful and mean at the same time. Tortured. He has been a huge inspiration and influence to me over the last two years. This tune is just unreal.”

“Jeff Buckley is one of the greatest vocalists that I’ve ever heard. Listening to him is inspiring, moving, spiritual. What a gift. He’s inspired many admirers and imitators but no one can duplicate him.”

“Jeff Buckley was a pure drop in an ocean of noise.”

“People my age all flocked to see Jeff, you know. Because we were so, just to hear that voice again. He would have been so pissed off with it by now. All these old toothless hags hanging around the stage door you know. He was just shit hot, I gotta say.”

“Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell, who was a friend of Buckley’s, says he possessed a star quality.”

“On the subject of dedication to a craft in addition talent, I was and especially the singing, were so original, so powerful, and so accomplished, that the tragedy of his loss, after making only the one record (though a flood of demos and live recordings was released in his wake), seemed ever more poignant. It was clear to me that Jeff Buckley had been one of the few Great Ones, a one-in-a-billion talent, a true voice of his generation, and at thirty, he had hardly begun. Whatever is left behind in the passing of a rare talent, so much is always lost.”

“He quite clearly had his feet on the ground and his head and his imagination was flying way, way out there, beyond, beyond.”