The few out there who truly know me know that I'm a big Jeff Buckley fan. I found Jeff Buckley's music in 1998. One year after his death by drowning in 1997. Rumour has it that Jeff had a fear, a superstition of sorts, about the curse of an early death that follows the great rockers. Admittedly that "curse" is usually bathed in the dust of cocaine and swimming in alcohol but still, too many of rock's pioneers have met the fate of an early death. Jeff drowned in the Mississippi River in May of 1997. His friends described Jeff wading fully clothed into the Mississippi as though he was being baptized. He then slipped and was never seen alive again. If alcohol or drugs were involved his estate lawyers have done a good job keeping it quite.
His music has been described as a cross between Van Morrison and Led Zeppelin. I see him as a Damien Rice type but with a serious attitude. His music is blunt, crass, and addictive, his voice ethereal.
Even today, his music is covered by all of the industry's greats. His songs open shows like The Dead Zone. Only four album releases but with that limited contribution he changed so much.
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just when you thought that it was safe to enter the water...comes the lightening fast sense of the true American.....DA DA DA...up...up and away.........
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