May 29th

Recently I went to a friend's mother's funerals, and I heard a beautiful poem for the first time. I immediately thought Jeff would have loved it. It's very simple and healing. Maybe some of you know it, the author is uncertain, probably british.



Death is Nothing at All

Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!



R.I.P, dear Jeff.

Thank you Chiranne for this posting, really a beautiful, deep poem

I put together, for Jeff, a poem based on a few of Jeff's performed songs (but there are so many ....)

so let us beginn


Dream Brother

Dream Brother
You wished your LOVER SHOULD COME OVER
But oh love is a STRANGE FRUIT
In PEOPLE’S PARTIES
believing « I SHALL BE RELEASED »
with MOJO PIN or simply LILAC WINE

“I KNOW IT’S OVER”
trying to FORGET HER
On the LOST HIGHWAY of life
“IF YOU SEE HER, SAY HELLO”

You put all your life and love in Music
and give us till today the fuel to get our life

better, whiter, blacker, Gracer

But A Song to The Siren called your GRACE
On a CORPUS CHRISTI night
and you went in ETERNAL LIFE.

I’m CALLING YOU
SWEET THING
JE N'EN CONNAIS PAS LA FIN
It’s just TWELTH OF NEVER
I can't believe it’s your LAST GOODBYE,

You left your JEWEL BOX
like a NEW YEARS PRAYER
dancing in the WITCHES RAVES
CHOCOLATE melting in your pocket
Like a KANGA ROO.


IN A BETTER PLACE
singing your CATNIP DREAMS
and DIDO'S LAMENT
as THE CIRCLE BE UNBROKEN.

WHAT WILL YOU SAY
MORNING THEFT
That EVERYBODY HERE WANTS YOU
HALLELUJAH

R.I.P. Jeff

Well done, Danielle, 33 titles entangled to each others! Jeff is a great inspiration for you, as he always is for so many people...

Close your eyes... Be still... Listen closely as I am in the in between... Come Come and hear the song I play for you... Then use it as a conduit to create something. Anything! Just create!
ℒℴѵℯ Is Where I Dwell...
Your Hearts is where I live

this art and words were made by two friends today

memories from somebody who was in Memphis in last April

The water's surface looked beautiful and compelling, relatively still with only a strip disturbed down the middle where the strong pull of the current belied the true depth of the channel. The place itself was calm and still and hugged slightly into the crook of an arm of the shoreline, secluded though right next to the heart of the city, and the water temperature was balanced. Even the broken glass and liter and debris were like welcome friends but there was no question in my mind as to why he left his boots on. I placed my hands into the water and into the mud and felt the stones and thought about the sound of his voice bouncing off of the walls surrounding the place and I looked upwards at the view of the monorail and the stars....and I said not a goodbye but a hello. I felt no sadness, for I was in a place last visited with the intention of attaining happiness and calm. There were no tears, only peace. I felt strongly compelled to go into the river myself and would have had it not been for the event which occurred there on May 29th 1997. The warning being the last breath of a friend only known after his death, the last breath of Jeff Buckley.
April 16, 2013
The Wolf River in Memphis

On this anniversary of Jeff's passing, I thought I'd post these beautiful lyrics. This song, "Gulf of Araby", is by a talented woman named Katell Keineg, she played at Sin-e before Jeff started his residency there, and I believe they dated briefly. She wrote this song before Jeff passed, but I saw her and Natalie Merchant sing it live shortly after Jeff's passing and the two of them were so overcome by grief about Jeff, they sobbed and thrashed their way through the song in front of thousands of people (it was at a festival).

Amazing song, and so fitting for this anniversary...

Gulf of Araby by Katell Keineg

If you could fill a vale with shells from kilinney's shore
& sweet talk in a tongue that is no more
If wishful thoughts could bridge
the gulf of araby between...
What is
what is
What is
and what can never be

If you could hold the frozen flow of New hope creek
& hide out from the one they said you might meet
If you could unlearn all the words that you never wanted heard
If you could stall the southern wind that's whistling in your ears
You could take what is
What is
What is
To what can never be

One man of seventy whispers free at last,
Two neighbours who are proud of their massacre,
three tyrants torn away in a winters mug
four prisoners framed by a dirty judge
five burned with tyres
six men still inside
and seven more days to shake at the great divide
The gulf of araby

Well we would
Plough and part the earth to bring you home
we would harvest every miracle ever known
if they laid out all the things that these tenures want to bring
we would gladly give them up
to bring you back to us
There is nothing we would not give
to kiss you and believe
we can take what is
what is
what is
to what can never be

One man of seventy whispers not free yet,
Two neighbours who make up knee deep in their dead
three tyrants grab the reigns in the summers heat
four prisoners lost in the fallacy
five on my life
six have died inside
and seven more days to shake at the great divide
The gulf of araby
The gulf of araby...
The gulf of araby