European tour poster

From 1995

 

KEXP

A wonderful and unexpected treat today! Jeff performed this short acoustic set for KEXP in Seattle ahead of his show at the King Cat Theater:

Setlist:

1. So Real (partial)

2. Last Goodbye

3. Lover, You Should've Come Over

4. Grace

"No Alternative" 2

This shirt was signed by Jeff Buckley on his tour bus outside the Exit/In Nashville in 1995. Soul Coughing opened the show. Jeff wrote "No Alternative But To Rock-Jeff Buckley"...thanks to Gabby for finding!

"Be the best" entries

used for both memorial services ❤✨

 

Manchester University/Hop & Grape autograph

Story and image sent in by Dave Marsden. (via mdmarchive.co.uk)

Academy 3 (Hop & Grape), 3rd September 1994

This is an original 1994 pressing of ‘Grace’ that was autographed and illustrated for me by Jeff Buckley, Matt Johnson, Michael Tighe and Mick Grøndahl after their concert at Manchester University on 3rd Sept 1994.

Jeff Buckley’s artistic preoccupations are crystallised in his doodle: Death, Love and Music.

  I first saw the Jeff Buckley band’s set at Reading Festival 1994 after reading a few lines of recommendation in a festival preview. I hadn't worked myself very close to the stage for their show and so, while a crowd was around me, I wasn't getting crushed or pushed. The sun was blazing on the field, but we were in the cool and the shade of a big-top tent. Looking over at the stage the musicians were half hidden, highlighted occasionally by a coloured spotlight as they moved through and behind scaffold, rigging and speakers. Noise commences. One song in and I'm grinning at the sheer gorgeousness of the sound. Clarity, space, originality and power. "The band absolutely rocks! Oh, I can hear every word of the lyrics. This is so so cool!" And so there I was, lined up perfectly for the sucker punch. Delivered from the stage with precision and ferocity. I haven't been left snivelling and shivering in public by a song before, but the band’s performance of “Lover, You Should’ve Come Over” saw to that. Turns out, from accounts I've read recently, that my reaction to hearing this song for the first time is far from unique.

  Back in Manchester, two days later, I went into our biggest record store to look for recordings. I couldn’t find anything in the racks so I asked one of the sales staff what was available to order. He consulted the till screen and asked me if I could wait while he checked. He disappeared through a door at the back of the shop. A few minutes later he came back not with an order form but with an LP that pictured a very beautiful man clutching a vintage microphone. I bought the LP.
  I was excited to see the band was playing in Manchester later that same week. I bought two tickets and badgered a friend to come with me. On concert day I scootered into the city with the LP sleeve and a silver pen in my backpack. The venue is small and this time I was close enough to see the faces of the band. I tried to put names to what I was seeing and hearing. I saw Jeff swooping between goofball and angel, via Freddie Mercury, Robert Plant, Maria Callas. Jeff joked between songs with Satriani style trilling on his guitar and a “yes-we-can” expression on his face.
  After the concert I waited with other fans, front of stage, to ask for autographs. The band emerged after the hall had cleared, finished packing their equipment, and came over to speak to us. Jeff signed my LP sleeve and sketched some figures in a thought bubble above his picture. He gave me a curious look as I said, “Oh! You’re a lefty too!” I’d noticed, of course, that he used a pen left-handed and a guitar right-handed, “just like me”. Mick signed, sketched and quipped on Jeff being the (spitting) image of Sid Vicious in the back cover photograph. Michael picked up Mick's riff and added his own signature. Matt was still stashing his cymbals but let me interrupt and autographed the LP for me too. I packed up my things, waved goodbye to the band and their friends who were chatting at the side of the stage, and left the venue.

Glenn's autograph

Most likely from C'est What?

thanks to Gabby for finding

Sheldon Ballroom clip

On this day in 1994, Jeff performed at the Sheldon Ballroom in St. Louis, MO (the same day he spoke with Steve Harris for Rockin'on)...this way too short but worth it clip is from that show.

Letter to Rolling Stone

Submitted by Dan Kenna

Berlin 2/21/95 2.30 pm

Dear Rolling Stone

Although I haven’t seen it yet my friends tell me that there’s a Buckley/Etheridge photo-op in your last issue taken at the Rock N Roll Hall of Fame Ceremony. There’s some mention (although I’m not sure yet) of my breaking down into tears for some reason or other. I’ll give you the deal in full.
As for Melissa she was just trying to ease past my table...she doesn’t even know me. Some photo-goon shouted for her to pose with me. “Melissa! Over here!” All she could do was stare at me comically and say “Who’s this guy?!” Whatever. Our fault for being there at the right moment.
However I WAS the guy in the ugly orange jacket who left the dining area in tears.
I lost almost every tear I had because of Frank Zappa. I lost every funeral tear for him in a dining room at the stinking Waldorf Astoria Hotel as I watched the INDUSTRY finally allow Frank Zappa, safely gone from the world, to be inducted into its rock n roll heaven. I wept and I wanted to light the whole fucking place on fire. I was so sad and so angry, what the FUCK was I doing there? Why tonight? Anybody who knows a shred of Frank’s history can tell you that his relationships with his record labels (barring his own) were completely adversarial. Bitter. Corrupt. A few choice words come to my mind thinking back on the stories I knew as a kid when I first started listening to him.
During the ceremony, I saw a man on the stage tell the audience that when the Mothers first came on the scene in ‘66, boy did the rocknroll public sit up and take notice that times were changin.
I really wish that this was true. In reality NOBODY gave a DAMN except a few on the side of freakness. And since the beginning of Frank’s career he was constantly IGNORED and TRIVIALIZED by the record buying public…industry...Rock Gods...whatever.
Ask any artist in the room with me that night, they’ll tell you. Maybe.
The award for me was as sweet as a mouthful of ear-wax.
After years and years of loving and listening to him, I couldn’t help it.
So I broke down, his bearded visage on a huge video screen, with no Frank to accept his award.
No Frank. Beautiful intelligent Frank.
I cried because my friend Lenny was there and he understood my face.
I cried because a real true spark of light had actually disappeared from my world…And I didn’t see it coming.
I cried because there’s a boy inside of me who looked to Frank to untangle the satanic mess of American politics and the voodoo cocktail of the music industry.
I cried because he fought against the system that fucked with so many, destroyed a few, but never destroyed him. Go to the record store, call up Barking Pumpkin, see if he won.
He kicked it’s ass for good.
 I cried because I loved him…And now he’s gone and I’ll never ever know him.
I cried because there was something in Lou’s* voice while he gave Frank’s induction speech that told me that now was the time to mourn Frank Zappa. I hadn't before, for some reason.
So I mourned. I’m sorry it made it into the papers.
I write this letter dressed in black, one cup of black coffee on the right, soundcheck blaring in Berlin background, having to weep very soon in secret.
I love you Frank. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
Goodnight Austin Texas, wherever you are…

Jeff Buckley
(*Lou’s voice…meaning Lou Reed...that’s a whole other letter. Bollocks to the Hall of Fame.)

thanks to Gabby for finding

"Joe Cool" autograph

"Joe Cool" or "blind man's bluff"? You decide...😁😆😎

Whelan's autograph

"Happiness makes fools of us all"

More possible lyrics?

Parker's tape

During his time in Memphis, Jeff sent demo tapes to each of his bandmates to help keep them in touch with his progress. This one was shared by drummer Parker Kindred via his IG a few years ago ❤

"Unforgiven/Last Goodbye" draft

An early draft of "Unforgiven" aka "Last Goodbye"

Various gig flyers/tickets

Various gig flyers and tickets I have nothing to assign to:

NYC, 1992 (courtesy of Pete Crouch)

NY, 1993

Seattle, 1994 (courtesy of Gary Heffern)

1994

Alexandria, Virginia-Feb, 94

Sheffield, England

Dublin, Ireland, 1994

London, England, 1994

Stevenage, England, 1994

Northampton, MA-Jun, 94

Chicago 

San Diego, 1994

1994

Scotland

England

Manchester, England

Courtesy of troyboy60 on IG

 

Courtesy of Denise Batura

NYC

Ferndale, MI (courtesy of Chris Solari)

Vancouver, Canada, 1994

Seattle, 1994 (birthday show! 😁🎂🎁🎈🥳)

Portland, 1994

Encinitas, 1994

Lyon, France

Scotland

England

Toronto, Canada

Original 

Lovely reproduction

Scotland

England 

Tourcoing, France, 1995

Cologne, Germany (courtesy of Ines Philipp)

Courtesy of Geoff (rockstuffrecords on IG)

New Zealand, 1996

Courtesy of @fade_into_the_90s on IG

Brisbane, Australia

Courtesy of Craig Cooper

Adelaide, Australia

NYC

Memphis, 1997