Jeff Buckley

Si os interesa que tal el examen que me tenia el otro dia al borde del abismo, mal, suspendi. No estudie lo suficiente para variar, pero vamos paso de deprimirme otra vez. El viernes me examino del practico del coche por primera vez, a ver si tengo mas suerte.

Y volviendo a lo mio, os tengo que recomendar un disco. No se yo hacia que no escuchaba algo asi.....ni me acuerdo ya, esque no hay palabras para describirlo. Os dejo un enlace para que lo descargueis entero (se lo robo a un amigo, por si me lee la nenaza ¬¬), por que de verdad, como dice el, es un album imprescindible.





http://rs263.rapidshare.com/files/109493997/Jeff_Buckley_-_Grace.rar

Si al escucharle teneis ganas de mas, os toca buscar por ares, mininova o lo que sea que useis, despues de su muerte se publicaron mas cosas de el (estaba grabando para sacar su segundo disco), asi que algo mas hay, poco, pero peor es nada.

Murio ahogado en el rio Wolf, en Menphis (Tenesse), y como todos los musicos que mueren a edades tempranas, se barajan mil posibilidades. Las mas creibles, o se ahogo de forma natural, o suicidio (se metio vestido en el rio, y el dia anterior habia dicho a sus amigos mas cercanos que sufria un desorden bipolar). Una lastima, por que si su primer disco tiene esta calidad, habria que escuchar los siguientes. Tendremos que conformarnos con esto, que no es poco.

Por si sois duros y no os he convencido para escucharle, os dejo esta magnifica cancion, Lover you should´ve come over, y os dejare la letra tambien, aunque tampoco tengo palabras para describirla, rara vez me emociona una letra.







Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe Im too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight youre on my mind so you never know

When Im broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage hes done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So Ill wait for you... and Ill burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you shouldve come over
cause its not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

Its never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Its never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
Its never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
Its never over, shes the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe Im just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you shouldve come over
cause its not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And Im much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage Ive done
Sweet lover, you shouldve come over
Oh, love well Im waiting for you

Lover, you shouldve come over
cause its not too late