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„Что я хочу дать людям музыкой? Все, что они захотят. Все, что нравится вам. Кто-то спросил меня, что я хочу делать. Я просто ответил, я хочу… только лишь вернуть то, что музыка дала мне. И встретить всех тех, кто делает это… просто жить на Свете, на самом деле.“

„I once took a ride to the beach in L. A., and all along the shore there were all these so-called jazz places. And I saw these college guys and session players playing this fusion Muzak stuff. It was just a lot of notes, and the more notes they played, the more it kept them from expressing anything. So I came back home and got out my Zeppelin albums.“

„Отъебитесь! Просто отъебитесь!“

„Вот что я хотел делать. Знаете, 2 часа. Это как бег на длинную дистанцию или игра в футбол, когда ты бежишь абсолютно без сил, и движения, которые ты делаешь в этом состоянии, потому что ты полностью раскованный, ты больше не думаешь о физическом облике. Движения, что ты делаешь в этом состоянии, невероятны.“

„60-е — дерьмо, 70-е практически самое большое дерьмо, 80-е… Мне даже не надо ничего говорить, кроме, может, The Smiths. Убирайтесь отсюда! Просто убирайтесь! Дерьмо происходит прямо сейчас, и прямо сейчас, сейчас сейчас сейчас. Больше, быстрее, волнительней, стройнее, светлее, темнее, Грациознее.“

„Эта песня о… Это злая песня. Жизнь так коротка, и так сложна для людей за столами и людей за масками, которые разрушают чужие жизни, инициируя силы против других людей, живущих на свой доход, свой цвет, свой класс, свои религиозные взгляды, что угодно. Оох.“

„Я не пишу музыку для Sony. Я пишу для людей, которые кричат в будущее, вопят на полную мощность. Ещё есть музыка, которая никогда-никогда-никогда не будет продаваться. Это музыка моего одиночества, мой настоящий дом; из которого рождаются все вещи и из которого возникнет вся моя жизнь, незапятнанная и беззаботная, полная моего собственного рождения.“

„Парижское интервью (дата и источник неизвестны).“

„New York Newsday сказали, что я крал у чернокожего парня, и провалился, в то время как у Майкла Болтона все успешно. Ну, к черту их.“

„Все, что я вообще представлял себе о Нью-Йорке сбылось — даже самые вонючие, кишащие крысами и тошнотворные моменты. Все должны пользоваться метро. Все пахнут одинаково. И все постоянно выходят из себя. Им не нравится что-то, и ты слышишь «Убирайся с моего пути, бла-бла-бла.»“

„Почему они всегда изображают Иисуса кровоточащим и умирающим на кресте? Мы не помним Джона Леннона, лежащего с пулей в голове. Я против самовольной организации 'Бога' как концепт. Мы все должны убедиться в этом индивидуально и естественно. Я не согласен с разделением Бога и тела, я не верю, что мы не часть «этого», я не согласен, что это мужчина. В большинстве религий нет места девушкам. В Святой Троице нет женщин, и мне нужно это. Я люблю их, я создан женщиной.“

“I love anything that haunts me… and never leaves”

“She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever”

“my kingdom for a kiss upon your shoulder"
lover you should have come over-”

“We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain.”

“Why do they always show Christ up there bleeding and dying on the cross? We don't remember John Lennon lying there with a bullet hole in his head. I'm against the arbitrary organization of 'God' as a concept. We should all experience it all individually and purely. I don't agree with the separation of God and the body, I don't believe that we aren't a part of 'it', I don't agree that it's a man. In most religions there's no place for women. There aren't any women in the Holy Trinity and I need that. I love women, I came from a woman.”

“There's no time for hatred, only questions. Where is love? Where is happiness? What is life? Where is peace?”

“I once took a ride to the beach in L. A., and all along the shore there were all these so-called jazz places. And I saw these college guys and session players playing this fusion Muzak stuff. It was just a lot of notes, and the more notes they played, the more it kept them from expressing anything. So I came back home and got out my Zeppelin albums.”

“Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run”

“Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest… my blood… my compass… my love…”

“I want to be ripped apart by music. I want it to be something that feeds and replenishes, or that totally sucks the life out of you. I want to be dashed against the rocks.”

“Words are beautiful but restricted. They're very masculine, with a compact frame. But voice is over the dark, the place where there's nothing to hang on: it comes from a part of yourself that simply knows, expresses itself, and is.”

“The only goal is in the process. The process is the thing…with little flashes of light here and there. Those are the gigs, those are the live shows. But it’s the life in between—that’s all I got.”

“That’s what I wanted to do. You know, 2 hours. It’s like long-distance running or playing in a football game when you totally run out of steam and the moves you make after you run out of steam, because you’re totally unselfconscious, you’re not even thinking about the mechanics anymore. The moves you make then are incredible.”

“Everything I ever projected New York to be, it was—even the stinky, ratty, vomity part of it. Everybody has to do the subway. Everybody has to smell the same smells. And people get mad all the time. When people don’t like something, like ‘Get out of my way you blah, blah, blah.’ But [in L. A. ] it’s like, ‘How ya doing? Let’s do lunch! I love you!”

“You ever heard of a guy named Jeff Buckley? He's one of the best singers I've ever heard.”

“And what do I want people to get from the music? Whatever they want. Whatever you like. Somebody asked me what I wanted to do. I just said I wanted to…just to give back to it what it’s given me. And to meet all the other people that are doing it…just to be in the world, really.”

“Interviewer: "So Jeff, what are your main musical influences?" Jeff (after a long pause): "Love, anger, depression, joy and dreams…. And Zeppelin. Totally."”

“I wanted to fuse together my favorite elements of rock and soul singers into something I could call my own. The inflections of Stevie Wonder with the soaring qualities of someone like Buckley. It was his emotional intensity that inspired me more than anything. Also, Jeff came along at a time most singers weren’t using their upper register. His approach helped me embrace the fact that I was a tenor. I owe that guy a lot.”

“I just love his spirit and his whole energy, and I also love when men use their voice so unselfconsciously, and just really…feminine, masculine, all over the place. And he just, um…he was and is my favorite.”

“It was the kind of collaboration I dream about actually. His voice sounded, you know, like an angel. Like a gift from God.”

“This beautiful-looking guy with a fur coat and mad, curly hair walked in. He went to the bar and got a pint of Guinness, then plugged in his Fender and began to sing. Everybody was completely blown away. Who was it? It was Jeff Buckley.”

“His voice is an incredible instrument, angelic and powerful and mean at the same time. Tortured. He has been a huge inspiration and influence to me over the last two years. This tune is just unreal.”

“Jeff Buckley is one of the greatest vocalists that I’ve ever heard. Listening to him is inspiring, moving, spiritual. What a gift. He’s inspired many admirers and imitators but no one can duplicate him.”

“Jeff Buckley was a pure drop in an ocean of noise.”

“People my age all flocked to see Jeff, you know. Because we were so, just to hear that voice again. He would have been so pissed off with it by now. All these old toothless hags hanging around the stage door you know. He was just shit hot, I gotta say.”

“Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell, who was a friend of Buckley’s, says he possessed a star quality.”

“On the subject of dedication to a craft in addition talent, I was and especially the singing, were so original, so powerful, and so accomplished, that the tragedy of his loss, after making only the one record (though a flood of demos and live recordings was released in his wake), seemed ever more poignant. It was clear to me that Jeff Buckley had been one of the few Great Ones, a one-in-a-billion talent, a true voice of his generation, and at thirty, he had hardly begun. Whatever is left behind in the passing of a rare talent, so much is always lost.”

“He quite clearly had his feet on the ground and his head and his imagination was flying way, way out there, beyond, beyond.”