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Wednesday, January 4, 2023

A Conversation with Jeff Buckley

Quotes from Beat, May, 1998 done in Wolverhampton, England, March 2, 1995
By Steve Morris

"It was very shocking to read. It's fiction."-about the suggestion that he's a phoney in this NME article

But surely part of the process of selling the music.

"Well, the performance of the music is the only selling point."

You still have to do interviews, meet and greets...

"I don't really do that very well. It takes a very small amount of time actually, it's very harmless but very draining."

"Yeah, it's strange. It's good."-about being surprised by the response to his music

Where did his music come from? What did he hear as a child?

"Mendelssohn, Chopin, the Messiah, erm, Funny Girl, West Side Story, Elton John, Joni Mitchell from my mom. From my stepfather, Pink Floyd, Grand Funk Railroad, Moody Blues, Cat Stevens, Crosby Stills and Nash, Bob Dylan. I think that was my mom too. Beatles of course and Hendrix and Zeppelin. And also the popular music of the time like Stevie Wonder had Innervisions and that was all over the radio."

His mom was an accomplished and respected musician. Had he been "guided" toward playing?

"No, no, I found it in my grandma's closet. It was an acoustic guitar, gut string. My mom never wanted me to play 'cos she had been through so much bullshit with lessons as a kid, so much pressure, she didn't want to put it on me. So she never pushed me in any one direction, ever, she saw I was doing something I liked. She just enjoyed it."

At what point did he realize he had a talent for music?

"I don't know how to tell you that, because I really don't get that sense. I mean, how do you get the sense that you are male."

"They said that about, er, pick 'em, Cocteau, Picasso whatever...some people fall short 'cos they're just gesticulating, but sometimes in art you need to be ridiculous, you have to be the clown. As long as you don't stay too long, man!
"Last night it was somebody's birthday and I did the Marilyn Monroe Happy Birthday Mr. President thing; really fun and wonderfully faggy, happy and..."

Being a Buckley of course such "fun" is not going to remain "just fun," people will "interpret."

"Yeah, that's a danger for them actually 'cos they'll never perceive anything correctly."-about his meditative style being seen as pretentious

"The album is like some of flavor you taste in the distance and it's coming close. It's pretty easy to rely on your instincts and basically you just concentrate on what you don't want to have happen."-about the making of his album

It gets harder though, life on the road making the writing of another album a lot harder.

"Totally warped and thwarted. I spend most of my time traveling, sound checking, eating bad food and being interviewed. There's not a lot of time to be alone. I get key fragments into my notebooks that I'll try to nurture later.
  "I need some time off. I want to be able to reload, I want to have something new out this year ('95). I'm so tired being afraid of sucking all the flavor out of this material, 'cos I need new material to mend this old material. Not to say that I'm tired of playing it 'cos it's always a new journey but I'm just afraid of the future being not as bright as I think it could be."

"Even if I'd called myself Johnny Goat people would still catch wind of my heritage and make the same oddity out of it."

And the people waiting for him to become his father?

"They're safe and there's no rebuttal to what they have to say. It takes a certain amount of resolve and some maturity that I'm trying to dredge up but I don't manifest yet 'cos it still hurts."

Yet there are some folks who'll want, for whatever dumb reason, to see history repeated.

"That I'm destroyed? If that exists then there'll be full on war because my only act of rebellion is to continue to live. It's probably the thing that'll piss them off the most."

Sunday, January 7, 2018

In The Name Of The Father

Beat, August 30, 1995
By Lauren Zorich
Contributed by Sai


Jeff Buckley seems to be torn between a feeling of paranoia that he has to prove something, being as he is the son of the increasingly deified late Sixties, early Seventies astral-folk singer, Tim Buckley, (whom Jeff never knew and only briefly met, once, at the age of eight, before Buckley Snr. died of a heroin overdose), and wanting to loudly say ‘Fuck You!' to his detractors. On the telephone from his New York apartment, I mention that he sounds relaxed. "Yeah, well, why shouldn't I be?" he fires back in his low, half-whispery, softly musical voice. "Should I be tense? ...gotta grow up sometime..." he mutters, "...no use making it too stupid, it just backfires..." Lauren Zoric listened as Jeff Buckley revealed his undeniable charm and gave glimpses of his hauntingly soulful self.

Jeff Buckley is intent on eradicating "complications in the head". You get the idea that Jeff would prefer not to think so much as he does, but instead be an all-feeling sponge, soaking up emotions and expressing them in songs. This is all to do with Grace. The song with that name, he says, is a death prayer, "or just somebody not afraid of death, because, I don't know, there's something transformational about having somebody else love you, it sort of gives you faith in yourself." This isn't a finished thought, a complete idea, but Jeff is like that. He feels it, he knows things, but he can't exactly verbalise what he means. That’s why he sings and plays music, that's how he tries to get himself across. Grace, the title he has given to his first record is “mostly just a quality about people that I enjoy." 

How does he recognize it?
“Ah… sort of... a transcendental soul in somebody's behaviour. Like a soul that's wise… Like somebody who doesn’t stoop to violence so quickly in the face of a problem, because they’re a little bit more potent of a soul. It’s rare,” he stresses.

Has he discovered many people with this quality?
"No!... that are purely like that? Everybody has it at one time or another, it's just like sadness, sometimes people have it, sometimes they don't, but it's something that I love, or, it's something that I need, desperately, because so much shit in your life can be so caustic, it's deadly, and you need to be steady in the way that you live, in order to have your thoughts together. Because basically, it's just fucking survival," he says, making one of his frequent cognitive leaps that leaves me half-baffled. "There's nothing else to it, so you have to be self sufficiently aware. And that's something you lose from time to time, but you have to get it back, otherwise you don't live very well. I think there's a graciousness about people, I especially like it in men, because it's totally rare." 

Jeff Buckley has grace. This is a better description of him than 'ethereal', because although he definitely has space cadet tendencies, he is also grounded. The man rocks for one thing, but combining his rock tenacity with the unearthly quality of his vocals, which slip from powerful, visceral cries to flying falsetto highs in nanoseconds, he is both accessible yet removed. He is physically there, but where his head is at is unknowable. 

"I think I was taught at an early age that the thing about having to be in control all the time is bullshit! Most boys are taught that in order to be a man you have to be in control of everything. Of EVERYTHING. But they're always totally conflicted their whole lives because the feminine blood in them, the feminine light in them, sees that there's tons of things that you can't control, that you must flow with, just let yourself go..." 

But you never really are in control of things, I suggest, you only ever think you are.
"I think you can be in control of your emotions... you can be in control of acting upon your emotions, that's what it is. I don't want to be in control of my emotions, but I can be in control of acting upon my emotions, in anger, or in lust, or in ignorance. That's a control, that's awesome. You can save yourself TONS of life bullshit! 'I shouldn't have slept with that person!' How many times have you thought that to yourself?! I shouldn't! What am I doing here?" he laughs.

Ah, the dawning truth!
"Yeah, all kinds of things, illusions, delusions and fantasies, reality. Accuracy. When you talk to people you want to be accurate about what you mean. And you can be like that in the music you make as well, which is why, maybe I just... precisely the things I've been criticised for, not having three chord rock that is three minutes… and I just don't feel like that."

You’ve been criticised for that?
“Yeah, yeah, oh, a long time ago, long time ago, before I even knew who I was," he says cryptically. "I've been criticised for being too emotional or being too ethereal, or too eclectic. I’ve been accused of being pretentious, I've been accused of being fake, I've been accused..." he sums up in general. "Actually, somebody at a bar watching a hockey game said they were ashamed that their children would live to see me on television!?"

That’s terrible.
“Well, it depends on who you ask. In their world I am their worst nightmare," he says taking on the task bravely. “I’ve lived with that all my life, you live with rejection all your life." These words resonating with inferred meanings about his relationship with his father. "I just feel like I'm being accurate with my feelings with the music I make.
It hurts, it hurts when I first see [criticism] but now I don't give a shit. Fuck them!" he laughs. "And thank them. This is the truth from me, but everybody's music is the truth from them. Everybody."

Jeff Buckley has some interesting things to say about music, especially because the cosmic, spiritual elements about music are so apparent in his work, maybe it makes him more aware of it, too. I tell that I don't believe all bands are truthful with their music.
“OH SURE. It is the truth from them. Honey, if you look, 
I guarantee you, you meet the band, you see the music. If you let yourself see what there is to see.
“Music has no language to it,” he continues. "There's no way to describe it. But inside... the dream, the subconscious picture and sensations and memories, those things are immediately accessed by music, anybody's music, the stuff that pisses you off or that makes you cold with nothing or that totally makes you weep like an animal. You know, cos you're dull sometimes, you're dull and unimaginative, and there's music to fit that, definitely. Or, you feel everything's flowing for you, a billion answers come to you, there's music for that."

Musicians, he says, their personality musically "is sort of like their personality sexually. It has that same dynamic. When you express yourself musically, you really, you really," he exhales a gush of breath, "you make an unseen part of yourself apparent, except, not only is it unseen, it's intangible. That's what's weird about music and what's unique, there's a physical act involved and a spiritual act involved, but you don't really see the effects, and when you make love, perchance, you really see the person's personality in their actions."

It seems as though Jeff Buckley strives to minimise the crap in his life. He looks at things in obtuse ways, he squeezes meanings from music that are easy to feel but much harder to understand and explain. He tries to eliminate superficiality and experience life sensually, always thinking, feeling, seeing, hearing, connecting everything to music.
"Yeah," he sighs softly, "but I've got other crap, believe me, I've got other crap. You might think I have an attribute that's admirable, but me as a person, I guarantee you, as a person is very fallible. Things are very hard. But, yes, that's true, I see that analogy and I experience that, I've been wondering about it my whole life. What is that connection to music? Why is it that? Why isn't it ice cream?"

Jeff Buckley doesn't have all the answers, but he thinks about the questions more than most.