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scrapsatmidnight · 2 months
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L7 | MTV / HEADBANGER'S BALL | 1992
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ubiq80 · 1 year
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Kim Gordon. Sonic Youth. 1991
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iilovetohurtyou · 8 months
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persephone-nymph · 3 months
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Flea and Eddie Vedder at the MTV Video Music Awards, (1992) photo by Jeff Kravitz
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man-kills-everything · 4 months
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I'm okay
How are you?
Thanks for asking, thanks for asking
I'm okay
How are you?
I hope you're okay too
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twistedblliss · 2 years
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a few pics from the concert tonight. on cloud 9!!! and probably have a contact high 🥲
got to see: thunderpussy, bush, breaking benjamin, and alice in chains
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r0ttendoll · 10 months
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lilyellowsongbird · 11 months
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Jeff Buckley - The Tear That Hangs Inside My Soul Forever
I don't really know where to start this. I never really know where to start things in general, especially when they mean a great deal to me. The curse of being a writer, I guess. I'll start with this: My favorite song is Jeff Buckley's cover of Just Like a Woman. I'm sure we all know that Bob Dylan is a fantastic artist, but his best songs are covered by other people. Just Like A Woman is no different, and Jeff makes the song his own, something ethereal, untouchable, all consuming.
Jeff Buckley was the son of Tim Buckley, another brilliant musician. He never really knew his father, as he left when Jeff was quite young. He did pass down his musical skills, and I thank him for that.
I think the brilliance of Jeff is his ability to be emotionally vulnerable. That's the brilliance of a lot of my favorite artists. Yes, all artists are sensitive in some way, that's why they're artists, but Jeff is on a different plane of raw emotion. Just look at Lover, You Should've Come Over. It takes someone who is deeply in touch with their emotions to write a song like that. On Jeff's only studio album, Grace, he travels through every emotion you could imagine, dealing with death and heartbreak in a way that reaches into the back of your heart and scrapes out those guts you thought were long dead. When he sings of lost love, drug use, and death, he somehow always pinpoints the exact complex emotions behind each subject. There is nothing vague about his poetry.
Perhaps his most famous song, Hallelujah is a Leonard Cohen cover. Jeff wrote a few more verses and added them, but they could have been written by Cohen all the same. They fit in that well. Jeff had an otherworldly ability to cover songs. He covered Cohen, Nina Simone, Edith Piaf, and Bob Dylan, just to name a few. It's incredibly difficult to produce a good cover of a song that is unique, but that is where Jeff shines. The production of Jeff's original songs is always high quality, with a full band to back his electric guitar and intoxicating voice. They thrill. They invigorate. They bring out feelings and movement you never thought you had. Jeff's covers are not bold and filling, but rather stripped to the bare bones, and in that lies their perfection. His covers are just his guitar and his voice. The guitar is simple, echoing through an imaginary chamber along with his voice. Jeff's voice rings out, bringing the focus to the lyrics. The original writers wrote perfect lyrics, and Jeff knew that. He was only responsible for making those lyrics sound as beautiful audibly as they are on the page. Instead of making the song about his own skill, he brought their original meaning to the surface.
I believe music finds me at the exact moment I need it in my life. I had known his cover of Hallelujah for years before I took a closer look at his discography. I used to take these long baths my freshman year of highschool. I would play the same songs every night, ever so quietly, as I laid there, floating in that tiny bathtub. Hallelujah would play and I would let Jeff's voice carry me away into the depths of a dark hole of depression. I don't know if I used that as an escape or a way to go deeper into my sadness. Jeff left me for a few years, until I got to college. In the past two years, as I've grown and my troubles have shifted away from the struggles of teenhood, I've found Jeff has been a constant companion. I listen to at least one of his songs every day. There is just something in his voice, this recognition and resignation to his life. I mean this in the best way possible, but he has the emotional understanding of a woman.
He only released one album, and despite its perfection, it leaves the listener wanting more. That makes his live performances even more of a treasure. It takes an insane amount of talent to make a live performance sound the same as the studio recording. It takes true genius to improve on a song during a live performance. He lets his voice run wild live. You can hear the pain in his voice. Every emotion is stretched over chords and complex vocal runs. When I listen to him live, I can't help but feel the deep ache I knew he was feeling as he sang. Each song achieves the impossible and becomes more beautiful live. If I could time travel and see any live show, first I would see Woodstock, but immediately after I would go see his show at Sin-e. It might be my favorite live album. It's the only live performance I've been able to find of Just Like A Woman, which makes it all the more special to me.
In life Jeff was a special gift, and people knew it. In death he has become a mythic figure. I pity anyone who hasn't had the pleasure of listening to his music.
Favorite Songs In No Particular Order:
Just Like A Woman
Hallelujah
Lover, You Should've Come Over
Grace
Mojo Pin
Eternal Life
The Other Woman
Forget Her
Mama, You've Been On My Mind
Live at Sin-e:
Just Like A Woman
Mojo Pin
Hallelujah
Lover, You Should've Come Over
LYSCO Live: 1, 2
Mojo Pin - Live at Wetlands
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The photographer said it’s a shame about ray, but they heard, make it cunty make it gay.
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psychoticbreak · 2 years
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a Grunge Takeover - my recap of the past two days pt 1
On thursday night i had the absolute pleasure of seeing Jerry Cantrell in the flesh. He's my number 1 favourite guitarist, so I was obviously extremely excited and me and my friends queued up early to get as close to the barrier as possible. It was super cool to see everyone that was showing up to queue, so many men with long hair and flannels, people wearing the sickest band t-shirts - AIC, Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, etc. (Also spotted an original Boggy Depot tour shirt, super jealous). It felt so nice to be surrounded by a bunch of people who like all the same things as you. We managed to get the best seat in the house, right in front of the stage. Jerry walks on along with his band, looking as good as always, dude's aged like fine wine honestly. They opened with Them Bones, and as soon as the first two chords were played everyone was pushed forward, the crowd was jumping and head banging and it really felt like what I imagine a dive bar in the 90s would've felt like. They played a bunch of Alice in Chains stuff, such as We Die Young, Man in the Box, Bleed the Freak, Rooster, Would... the mosh pit was going pretty strong and I was head banging so hard that my neck was aching after the show. Jerry also brought out the blue dress guitar, and yes it's as sick as it looks. They also played Cut You In, My Song and Between off Boggy Depot and Angel Eyes and Psychotic Break (!!!!) from Degredation Trip. Psychotic Break was soooo insane, best song ever fr. A very nice surprise when they slowed it down and played Whale and Wasp, 10/10. Really showcased just how good musicians they all are. Then, It Ain't Like That came on and I felt like I was in that scene from Singles. Overall, insane night. Jerry looked at me ! it was so bonkers, and I also managed to get one of the picks he threw. Walking out, I was in such a shock that I honestly felt like I was on drugs despite being pretty much sober. I smoked about 4 cigarettes after the gig and on our way home, we walked past Greg Puciato, who I guess recognised me from the front row because he winked and waved at me while I stood there staring with my mouth open, haha. Best. Gig. Ever. Mr Cantrell, I will love you forever.
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scrapsatmidnight · 2 months
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Mark Lanegan backstage at the Fulham Greyhound / London, UK, '89
Photo by Martyn Goodacre
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ubiq80 · 1 year
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Cibo Matto. 1995 Yuka Honda and Miho Hatori
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iilovetohurtyou · 1 year
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finch-kidarchives · 28 days
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Angel Cage's music video for their song 'Cruiser' is on the Internet Archive
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man-kills-everything · 2 months
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Starfucker Just like my daddy
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lueduar01 · 25 days
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THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS - OVA TV SPECIAL: THE POMNI-VERSE!
so many pomnis but from different AUs
@hootbon @sm-baby and @burrotello
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