Jeff encountered an even more intriguing personality during rehearsals at St. Ann's on April 24th. Trolling around backstage, he caught sight of a delicate-looking woman with pearly skin, an impish smile, and straight, shoulder-length black hair cut in Caesar-like bangs, who was setting up a buffet for the musicians. "I want to meet her," he said to Feldman, making a beeline for her.
Rebecca Moore looked over and saw an exceedingly thin kid, his face hidden by a waterfall of hair, making a miniature mountain of a sandwich and singing "If I Had a Hammer" with dirty lyrics. She had no idea what to make of him, but he certainly seemed, well, unusual.
excerpt from David Browne's Dream Brother: The Lives and Music of Jeff and Tim Buckley




Then there's the drug book. I'm pretty excited about this one...
And finally a book on nine women who were muses to some of the greatest artists. Including Lou Andreas-Salome who inspired Friedrich Nietzsche, Rainer Maria Rilke, and Sigmund Freud, Gala Dali for Salvador Dali and of course Yoko Ono for John Lennon.