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Oh Karen, you’re so lucky!! Oh Karen, you’re so lucky!!

Oh Karen, you’re so lucky!!

“Lots of times I feel like I don’t belong to this place.”
— Jeff Buckley (via jeffbuckleyforever)

He didn’t he was lent to us briefly.

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jeffbuckleyforever:

Jeff Buckley November 17, 1966 - May 29, 1997
On a calm night, 17 years ago, Jeff Buckley gazed at the stars, gently floating on his back, singing Whole Lotta Love, as he swam further into the Mississippi River and out of this world forever. But his impassioned music, remarkable soul, timeless beauty, and most of all, his grace, live on in the hearts of those who are still listening.
You will never be forgotten Jeff,We love you, always.

💋

jeffbuckleyforever:

Jeff Buckley 
November 17, 1966 - May 29, 1997

On a calm night, 17 years ago, Jeff Buckley gazed at the stars, gently floating on his back, singing Whole Lotta Love, as he swam further into the Mississippi River and out of this world forever. 
But his impassioned music, remarkable soul, timeless beauty, and most of all, his grace, live on in the hearts of those who are still listening.

You will never be forgotten Jeff,
We love you, always.

💋

therockplace:

Jeff Buckley, Brooklyn (1993)The Grace album cover, he’s listening to a Patti Smith song. This shoot was done in Williamsburg, Brooklyn at Arcadia.
Photographer: Merri Cyr

I added more color to his lips that’s how I know I posted this 😜 therockplace:

Jeff Buckley, Brooklyn (1993)The Grace album cover, he’s listening to a Patti Smith song. This shoot was done in Williamsburg, Brooklyn at Arcadia.
Photographer: Merri Cyr

I added more color to his lips that’s how I know I posted this 😜

therockplace:

Jeff Buckley, Brooklyn (1993)
The Grace album cover, he’s listening to a Patti Smith song. This shoot was done in Williamsburg, Brooklyn at Arcadia.
Photographer: Merri Cyr

I added more color to his lips that’s how I know I posted this 😜

jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋 jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋

jennyluwho:

What? … was I screencapping this thing I’ve watched about a billion times? … yes. yes I was.

❤️💋

At Death The Soul Leaves Through The Eyes. The Window of the Soul

J. Buckley

High School yearbook

Alexis,

I wrote bassackwaards

in your yearbook!

Jeff B.

jennyluwho:

"I just want to be a blonde girl in Jeff Buckley’s yard." by Jenny Miller (pictured above) jennyluwho:

"I just want to be a blonde girl in Jeff Buckley’s yard." by Jenny Miller (pictured above) jennyluwho:

"I just want to be a blonde girl in Jeff Buckley’s yard." by Jenny Miller (pictured above) jennyluwho:

"I just want to be a blonde girl in Jeff Buckley’s yard." by Jenny Miller (pictured above)

jennyluwho:

"I just want to be a blonde girl in Jeff Buckley’s yard." by Jenny Miller (pictured above)

camijoan:

Jeff Buckley, Once I Was

Once I was a lover,
And I searched behind your eyes for you.

(via jennyluwho)

Suddenly, before the last chorus, a string broke on his acoustic guitar, and Jeff sang the lines, ‘Sometimes, I wonder for a while/Do you ever remember me?’ unaccompanied. If that weren’t dramatic enough, his voice spiralled up on the last word —‘me’— like a thin plume of smoke, holding on for a moment before drifting up to the ceiling. He took a quick bow, said ‘thanks,’ and trotted offstage, and the concert ended. It would not have been a more perfect finale if he had planned it.

Backstage, he cried and accepted sundry congratulations and compliments, as well as a few business cards passed to him. He couldn’t believe he’d been allowed to sing so many songs, and was overwhelmed.

— David Browne about Jeff Buckley’s performing “Once I was" at the annual musical benefit evening in the halls of  St. Ann’s Cathedral, Greetings from Tim Buckley, in honor of his father (April 26, 1991). (via ananula)

Oh wow

(via jennyluwho)

lilacwine26:

Jeff Buckley and Joan Wasser
lilacwine26:

Jeff Buckley and Joan Wasser
lilacwine26:

Jeff Buckley and Joan Wasser

lilacwine26:

Jeff Buckley and Joan Wasser

(via jennyluwho)

Q

jenn-be-buggin asked:

Also what is this broken Australian beds story?!?!? :3

A

jennyluwho:

I’m so glad you asked because I love any excuse to think about this let alone talk about it… ok, SOOooOOoOO:

in “A Pure Drop: The Life of Jeff Buckley” biography by Jeff Apter, there is an early allusion to Jeff’s extraordinary voracious libido and then a brief mention of a “crime of passion” involving Jeff and two broken beds in an Australia hotel room *insert eyebrow raise* which later (…Page 197…) details the night (in said Australia hotel room) where he and Joan Wasser shared such a night of frenzied drunken sex that when drummer Matt Johnson (exhausted after being out late clubbing) returned to the room he was sharing with Jeff, he found not only Jeff’s bed trashed, broken and ruined (he and Joan were passed out/collapsed thereon), but the bed he (Matt) was to sleep in trashed and ruined by their (2nd? 3rd? 4th? 80th?) romp as well, which he was more than a little pissed off about as you can imagine and it ignited quite a middle of the night shouting match between the two (most of the shouting being done by Matt, understandably) but unf *bites bottom lip and moans*

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