I adore Jeff Buckley, I cannot describe how much the one albulm of his I have means to me, it is of course the iconic "The Grace". I started to listening to him after someone I was in love with, unrequited of course, mistook a picture based on Dorian Gray for him, so I youtubed him, and I was hooked. His music reverbrates within my very being, his voice it is the overtures to life, that is the music I want to die to.
The song "Hallejulah" well that was I guess "our song", well I broke down listening to that the day I thought you were dead. I actually did, no word of a lie, when it got to the words, "The holy ghost it moved in you," because of what you had said about it previously. You never did sing this song for me did you? You never will either. It's 21.30 and it has just come on, ironic or what?
His melody, his voice, his passion. The one song that I dreaded coming on because I felt I would break down again. I miss you.
Well I tried listening to this albulm a couple of weeks or so ago, I couldn't. I felt sick and was literally a mess, I was on the verge of scratching my arms. That may not seem bad, but I have scars from scratches, and his mucis effects me that much.
I might love you, I don't know anymore. But I need to move on and you need to figure yourself out, well maybe it's the other way round. I just want to ask one thing, was it me or the drugs? You never told me you overdosed. I wasn't good enough for truth or cliche. I was the one person who didn't know wasn't I? You fucked me up, and this song is making me cry now. You will never see me cry.
But yeah it's still hard to listen to, I feel sick and anxious, but I can bear it. I have to, because I can't sacrifice this albulm and music for you. I will always refuse to sacrifice that. Jeff Buckley was a great man, and he deserves the legacy that the pathetic people of today get. Amy Winehouse could have been anyone, anyone could have taken her place. No one can ever take Jeff Buckley's. His death was a tragerdy, a true tragerdy.
Why is it those that die due to actual tragerdies get forgotten? Jeff Buckley and Marc Bolan are two to start it. They deserve to be alive today, and they would still be here today. That is where music lives, in the souls of people like them. You hear them and it is surreal, it is holy. I am not religious but "Corpus Christi Carol," it makes me want to believe more than anything else. It touches a nerve in me.
Jeff Buckley. R.I.P.
You are a TRUE legend.
Jeff Buckley, I love you and thank you.
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