Mystery White Boy

Jeff Buckley is the tear that hangs inside our souls forever.

Listening to him sing - it’s one of those indications that the human race isn’t all bad and life is worth living and there is beauty and brilliance in humanity.
— Chris Cornell
Artists are either adored or damned, but never really understood.
— Jeff Buckley

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Jeff Buckley was one of the greatest losses of all.
— Jimmy Page
Time to write and sing, to laugh, to listen, to discover, to cry, to love music.
— Jeff Buckley
Dylan and Leonard Cohen and Patti Smith, all dark, all romantic. When I say “romantic,” I mean a sensibility that sees everything, and has to express everything, and still doesn’t know what the fuck it is, it hurts that bad. It just madly tries to speak whatever it feels, and that can mean vast things. That sort of mentality can turn a sun-kissed orange into a flaming meteorite, and make it sound like that in a song.
— Jeff Buckley
Music was like my first real toy. I was an only child for a while, and I was alone a lot of the time - and I liked it. I still like being alone.
— Jeff Buckley
It’s a very clear power that we almost never see, and we only see it in music; people invent things.
— Jeff Buckley
I remember that sensation … really special things that have no words to them. I hang on to them, because…so much of the rest of this existence is so fucking obvious, so easy to repeat, so easy to get bored of.
— Jeff Buckley
A lot of our shows just seem like huge, pleasurable, messy kissing sessions, where you’re so filled with passion that every move you make on the body… sends it into pleasure.
— Jeff Buckley
You can’t kill the past by denying the past. You can kill it only by making it obsolete. And even in that, you have to find honor in the past. You can’t hack off pieces of yourself, and expect them to grow again.
— Jeff Buckley
“Just after Jeff died, I had an amazing dream..I dreamt I was in his apartment. It was dark and as my eyes adjusted I began to see all the ordinary things of life, of Jeff’s life, in the room..shirts hung over the back of a chair, books everywhere, some opened, some written on, papers on the bed, pictures on the walls..I walked through this room and into another smaller room. On a little dresser against the wall, there was an old-style child’s music box, the kind with a ballerina that turns around in front of a little mirror. I opened the box, and there was no ballerina, but instead in the mirror there was the word LOVE written in seventies bubble letters. After a moment i realized the word was backwards, as if I were LOVE being reflected in the mirror. Suddenly, I felt so happy. And that’s how it was with Jeff. Somehow he was that mirror, always reflecting back the love inside you…”   Brenda Kahn

“Just after Jeff died, I had an amazing dream..I dreamt I was in his apartment. It was dark and as my eyes adjusted I began to see all the ordinary things of life, of Jeff’s life, in the room..shirts hung over the back of a chair, books everywhere, some opened, some written on, papers on the bed, pictures on the walls..I walked through this room and into another smaller room. On a little dresser against the wall, there was an old-style child’s music box, the kind with a ballerina that turns around in front of a little mirror. I opened the box, and there was no ballerina, but instead in the mirror there was the word LOVE written in seventies bubble letters. After a moment i realized the word was backwards, as if I were LOVE being reflected in the mirror. Suddenly, I felt so happy. And that’s how it was with Jeff. Somehow he was that mirror, always reflecting back the love inside you…”   Brenda Kahn

In this situation I have that precious and irreplaceable luxury of failure, of risk, of surrender.
— Jeff Buckley
You have to know what’s in yourself, all your eccentricities, all your banalities, the full flavor of your woe and your joy. What does it look like? What does it feel like? What makes it different from everybody else’s? It’s totally subjective. You’re just given the task of bringing it up.
— Jeff Buckley
There was a time where I could show up in a cafe and simply do what I do… I loved it and then I missed it when it disappeared.
— Jeff Buckley
Really, I wish to grow old. That is a definite difference between the way I live my life and the way Tim lived his. He was convinced he wasn’t going to live past 30. That was the second-hand information I was given and all the things pointed to it… I think he would have made a really fabulous old man.
— Jeff Buckley