After the Storm

my sexual fantasy is for someone to love me and never leave me

Are there any albums you’re looking forward to in 1998?

Fiona Apple photographed by Sheryl Nields in 2005

ok so a love shack is basically like a little old place where we can get together essentially

JANELLE MONAE I Like That

Eddie on stage 🔥

Jeff Buckley Interviews

Here we have various interviews conducted with Jeff over the years. There are many more out there if you know how/where to look.

Answers - Manchester 1995 Grace Medley and Interview Hamburg Interview 1995 - Jeff Buckley Interview - Holiday Inn Diner, Syraceuse, NY - 15 Feb 1994 KCRW Interview 1 KCRW Interview 2 Music Box Profile Interview Segment Pot and Beach Interview - JJJ Files February 29, 1996 Rocking Out Toronto Interview Segment Various Radio Interviews

The things that Jeff Buckley was singing and conveying and saying, his understanding of suffering as devotion, love as a higher power and necessary transcendence …yeah

Jeff Buckley’s poem, “New Year’s Eve Prayer,” performed at Sin-é, Manhattan, NYC, 1994.

You, my love, are allowed to forget about the Christmas you just spent stressed out in your parents’ house.

You, my love, are allowed to shed the weight of all the years before, like bad disco clothes. Save them for a night of dancing stoned with your lover.

You, my love, are allowed to let yourself drown, every night, in bottomless, wild and naked symbolic dreams.

You, my love, in sleep can unlock your youth and your most terrifying magic; and dreaming is for the courageous.

You, my love, are allowed to grab my guitar and sing me idiot love songs if you’ve lost your ability to speak. Keep it down to two minutes.

You, my love, are allowed to rot and to die and to live again, more alive and incandescent than before.

You, my love, are allowed to beat the shit out of your television, choke its thoughts and corrupt its mind. Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill the motherfucker! Before the song of zombified pain and panic and malaise and it’s narrow right-winged vision and it’s cheap commercial gang rape becomes the white noise of the world, turn about is fair play.

You, my love, are allowed to forgive and love your television.

You, my love, are allowed to speak in kisses to those around you and those up in heaven.

You, my love, are allowed to show your babies how to dance full bodied, starry eyed, audacious, supernatural and glorified.

You, my love, are allowed to suck in every single endeavor.

You, my love, are allowed to be soaked like a lovers’ blanket, in the New York summertime, with the wonder of your own special gift.

You, my love, are allowed to receive praise.

You, my love, are allowed to have time.

You, my love, are allowed to understand.

You, my love, are allowed to love.

Woman, disobey, when little men believe.

You, my love, are Rebellion.

What made you climb that high? Eddie: (laughing) Yes I was high.

Eddie vedder for da soul

Miles Away There’s hopeless smiles brighter than mine And I need for you to come and go Without the truth falling out.

something terrible and monstrous is inside me [being in my 20s]

Fiona Apple at the 43rd Grammys in 2001

being a person in your 20s is like being 40 and being 16 at the same time. i am simultaneously too old and too young for this shit

daily reminders

anyways let’s hear it for Them