Showing posts with label writings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writings. Show all posts

Monday, August 2

writing allows you to believe your thoughts exist


"We’re all fascinated by what it would be like to be someone else. It’s a seductive idea. We think that other people have an easier time of it."

“Being famous before you know who you are as a human being makes you feel like a phony.“

"I write to clear up in my own head what I’m thinking about. Writing allows you to believe your thoughts exist."

"I’ve got a lot of baggage now. I’m a famous actor, I’ve got two kids, and I’m becoming harder and harder to date"

"Hopefully, all this stuff I’ve been going through personally will translate into making me a better man. That’s all you can hope to get from any kind of suffering. The dream is that somehow you’ll come out of it stronger."


Wednesday, April 7

i like things to be more universal

The thing is that I also like to have lyrics that are inclusive, that give you space to be inside them, to put your experience on to them, so that they can move through moments.
There's a way of writing where you just include all the streets around your house and all the people you meet. You actually name them autobiographically in the song.
Well, that song is very hard to travel through time. It may not last in its meaning. It may not touch every time because those people and events fade away and they may mean something to your life and your understanding of that life. 
I like things to be more universal.
It's a balance between... Obviously it's got to grab some skin from me.
I like the way that songs sort of have light, and sort of travel around despite you. It's good. It helps to have songs that you love, that you can be inside. It's good. It's part of the invention. On the outside of that you can say that I find great joy in the things that are sad. That's the way emotions are in people. They fall down on you and there's no way to get out, except to go through it. There's no way you can control it, there's no essay you can write to answer yourself out of it. It just soaks you like the rain. There's nothing you can do. Then it's gone and then another comes around. But tears are not all I deal with. I'll leave that to the next album.
jeff buckley

Saturday, April 3

and he's my elvis. that's my guy.


guy in audience: Play a Nasrat tune
Jeff: Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan?
guy in audience: Yeah, you know one?
Jeff: ... You saw him in the park, right?
guy: Yeah!
Jeff: That's why you mispronounced his name, 'cause-
audience laughs
Jeff: no no no no no because I have a friend named Penny and she uh yeah, I played her at the thing and she said "Nasrat". It's Nusrat, and he's my Elvis. That's my guy. I listen to him everyday.
girl in audience: He's playing at the World Music Institute.
Jeff: He's playing at the New Music Institute? World Music Institute. November 14th. But I really don't want to turn everybody on to him because then everybody goes, "Yeah, that Nusrat thing, yeah it's a cool hang. I saw you at Nusrat right? 6 from the left, clapping your hands"
girl in audience: Yeah, but you know what his nickname is.
Jeff: Yeah, you're right. I do. I know everything about him. Remember that movie "Diva" about that guy who like rode around on that motorcycle and just like knew everything about- that's the way I am with Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. I know his nickname as a child. 
What did, can you, hey i'll see you later. do you remember anything that he did, because maybe i could do it, and blow you away with my acumen.
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