
So I finally decided to "put my money where my mouth is" and start a blog of my very own. I figure that I usually find myself pretty funny, and perhaps my readers will too. So here goes. Yesterday while I was looking for a copy of an old monologue from the Cherry Orchard I happened upon a list of albums wadded up in the back of an old dusty drawer that I printed out a while back. The interesting fact about the list is that (according to whatever website I found it on) it is a list of albums Jeff Buckley had in his possession at the time of his death. Unfortunately, since he died back in 1997, some of the albums are pretty old, and some are hard to find or even out of print. Because of my general hatred for mainstream radio I usually try to search out more eclectic forms of music, while at the same time, not seeming like a elitist/music-nazi douche-bag. But its a fine line. I guess you can decide for yourself which one I am. So far I have "acquired" 7 albums which I have put into a folder aptly titled "Jeff Buckley's Personal Albums". They are as follows:
Dead Boys - Young, Loud And Snotty,
Fishbone - Give a Monkey a Brain and He'll Swear He's the Center of the Universe
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Ibn'e Haider Toun Khuda Ka Raaz Hai (I'm currently listening to this)
Pixies - Doolittle
The Jesus Lizard - Head & Pure
The Stooges - The Stooges
Yo La Tengo - Painful (1993)
Yeah, I had no idea Ya Lo Tengo has been around for that long. On a side note, the Fishbone album and the Nusrat Fateh album are both different than the ones he had, but those suckers were hard to find. Now, some of you may be asking, "Why did he spend all this time listing these random ass albums when he could have been entertaining us with his rapist wit?" And I assure you it was not to flex my musical guns. Its just such an interesting feeling to listen to music that a musician you admire once listened to. Its kind of hard to explain. Its almost like walking through a ghost town or ancient ruins. You know that someone else was there before you. I guess the same could be said for every famous Beatles album or Led Zeppelin album. But this is different. This was Jeff Buckley's own personal stash. And its stuff that I've never heard before, save for the Stooges. Let me stop here for just a moment to make sure of something. You all know who Jeff Buckley is right? No???!!! Have you heard that version of Hallelujah playing on the radio, or during some teeny-bopper TV show, or god forbid during some cinema -style car commercial? That my friends is Jeff Buckley. And if that is the only song you have heard, then you owe it to yourself to go out and buy Grace. Go ahead. I'll wait. I'm just keeeeding! And if, by some MIRACLE you have never heard of Jeff Buckley, then you can't consider yourself a real music lover. End of story. And Taylor Swift doesn't count!

"Its just such an interesting feeling to listen to music that a musician you admire once listened to. Its kind of hard to explain. Its almost like walking through a ghost town or ancient ruins. You know that someone else was there before you."
ReplyDeleteThat's really cool. Like...eerie, and significant, and cool.