"Oh gee, it's gotta be a cross between the Memphis Les Paul copy I got for my 16th birthday and the Evel Knievel doll-you know, the acton figure that sits on the motorcycle-that I probably received maybe five years before. The Evel Knievel my grandmother gave him to me, and it got me so deeply that I cried and I put my arms around her 'cause I knew she loved me so much. The guitar, everybody on my mom's side of the family chipped in. And that was a great, great thing."-North County Times, December 22, 1994 (some musicians share their favorite gifts)
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Tradition and memory come into play strongly over the holidays...just ask Jeff Buckley. "I've always recognized Christmas as a traditional thing. It's just mainly the smell of the tree, and the food, and the sound of presents being unwrapped-the one toy that totally hits the kid right between the eyes. That's great. Not seeing people for a long time and having them be there at Christmas. And leftovers.
" We all converge at my grandma's house, but she just moved from the house she lived in for 25 years that I've known since I was a child as The Christmas House. Also, my family are splintered. There's this weird feud that nobody even knows what the origins are anymore, and they're all retarded. So I don't know what the hell will happen this year."
Alas, neither naughty or nice can get even Mr. Buckley his special gift: "What I want most for Christmas is free time in New Orleans. The last time I was in New Orleans, my mother showed up. You're in the sexiest city in the world, and you're f****** mother flies in."-Chart, December, 1994
