The Gaurdian: June 26, 1995
By Ed Vulliamy
The main stage acts were cappped without question by the haunting, almost operatic voice and the winding, elastic tempo tapestries of Jeff Buckley. Son of the tragic hero of folk rock, Tim Buckley, he is probably a better balladeer. He was greeted by his devotees, but then found himself rousing the entire valley as he narrated the soft and harsh episodes in his stories of desolate love in a "world gone cold, no one cares about love any more."
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Select Magazine, July, 1995
Pyramid Stage, Saturday 2:50pm
Only those with the foresight to bring high-power binoculars could salivate over his spectacular cheekbones, so it's all down to Buckley's music. But he plays all his grunge-beast songs, and not stuff like "Hallelujah" which is what usually gives Jeff his full kaleidoscopic spectrum of mood and magic.
Best Song: "So Real"
Best Onstage Ad-lib: "You're so quiet, we're so quiet together. We never talk anymore. Haha."
Worst Moment: Jeff invites on Ben Watt.
Best Moment: He and Watt launch into a version of the MC5's "Kick Out The Jams".
Overall Score: 3/10. AP
Melody Maker, July 1, 1995
Submitted by Sai
Jeff Buckley's too unsullied, too compassionate to really rub my lamp. I want fear and loathing, dread and desire, a stubborn, vindictive refusal to understand. Some HATE in his love songs. And isn't it time he wrote some new material? (JTC)
Pyramid Stage, Saturday 2:50pm
Only those with the foresight to bring high-power binoculars could salivate over his spectacular cheekbones, so it's all down to Buckley's music. But he plays all his grunge-beast songs, and not stuff like "Hallelujah" which is what usually gives Jeff his full kaleidoscopic spectrum of mood and magic.
Best Song: "So Real"
Best Onstage Ad-lib: "You're so quiet, we're so quiet together. We never talk anymore. Haha."
Worst Moment: Jeff invites on Ben Watt.
Best Moment: He and Watt launch into a version of the MC5's "Kick Out The Jams".
Overall Score: 3/10. AP
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Submitted by Sai
Jeff Buckley's too unsullied, too compassionate to really rub my lamp. I want fear and loathing, dread and desire, a stubborn, vindictive refusal to understand. Some HATE in his love songs. And isn't it time he wrote some new material? (JTC)
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