#Grace Under Fire

[hrhprincesskate]

Kate looks SO GOOD (and unbothered!)

#MY (FUTURE) QUEEN #grace under fire #british royal family #royals #princess of wales #princess kate #kate middleton

[fruitcage]

#global's got it! #1994 #90s #1990s TV #wings (back-to-back!) #frasier #grace under fire #the x files #a special tuesday edition yet... #VHS #VHSwave #gif #my gifs #the original air date for that frasier ep was oct 4 1994 #but they used footage from the host which had already aired a few weeks earlier on sept 23 #the next tuesday fell on the 11th #between duane barry and ascension #the v/o calls it a special tuesday edition of txf so ??

[sweetdreamsjeff]

Jeff Buckley: Grace under fire

Dave Simpson, The Guardian, 1 May 1998

Singer Jeff Buckley lived in the shadow of his father Tim's death. Dave Simpson remembers meeting the visionary of pain and loss, and hears the demo recordings of Buckley's planned second album

WHEN JEFF Buckley walked fully clothed and singing into a Memphis marina on the Mississippi river last year he closed one of the briefest, brightest chapters in rock. Bernard Butler, the former Suede guitarist, recently said: "If it wasn't for Jeff Buckley I wouldn't be doing any of this. Seeing him restored my faith in music." High praise, matched only by Led Zeppelin's high priest, Jimmy Page: "Jeff Buckley was one of the greatest losses of all."

Buckley left just one completed album, Grace, rightly hailed as a masterpiece. But the demos for what would have been his second, planned to be called My Sweetheart The Drunk, are released by Columbia this month.

Demos, because apparently Buckley was dissatisfied with the sessions (with former Television mainman Tom Verlaine) and planned to burn the recordings and start again, beginning with a rehearsal planned for the very night he died. Sketches contains some of the most stunning and intriguing rock performances ever committed to tape. It's impossible to decide which are the more affecting: the staggering soulful beauty of a song like 'Everybody Wants You', or the references to funerals, cemeteries and suicide that shadow the album; the fragile magnificence of 'Opened Once', or the album's pervasive sense of loneliness.

That Buckley could have even contemplated trashing this music is the mark either of an acute perfectionist or of an extremely disturbed mind. And is it just hindsight that gives lines like 'Witches Rave''s "I'll never make it out alive" such an eerie psychological pull?

Equally bizarrely, Buckley's mysterious demise aged 30 on May 29 1997 (he told a friend he was "going for a swim", although many have speculated it was suicide) appeared a curious twist of destiny. His natural father, sixties singer Tim Buckley, had died tragically (from a drug overdose on June 29 1975) at 28, and his son was forever stalked by the Buckley legend. "Eternal life is on my trail," Jeff once sang, knowing full well that he was carving his own myth.

I first met him in 1994, in the first flush of critical fanfare for Grace. I was sent along to get a handful of quotes for a music paper, and we ended up talking for over an hour. This was typical of Jeff. If he liked you, you were in. It didn't concern him that he had other, more important interviews scheduled and that his press officer was frantically trying to get his attention. Just as in his music, Jeff Buckley knew all the rules but routinely bent them to suit his own purposes. In conversation as on stage, he'd play up to the image he'd created — the moody, magnificent James Dean of rock — and shatter it in an instant. Expecting a tortured artist, I was surprised by his mischievous humour.

He was a bag of contradictions, someone who shaped his surroundings (as we talked, he selected Duke Ellington to play in his portable CD), whilst simultaneously claiming to be ill at ease, both with people and daily situations.

He could be remarkably, even suspiciously eloquent. He said of his voice: "I feel it and I wanna go there. Every feeling has an articulation. It's like when you get drunk or you try Ecstasy for the first time and all your secrets come tumbling out, and you say things you've never said before."

His music, he insisted, was equally natural. "Do you think about what you're doing when you're making love?" he asked, using a favourite metaphor. He was the sort of person who would flirt with a bathchair. His entire arsenal of vocal mannerisms seemed to be filched from Dean's simmering vocabulary. But it became obvious that Jeff Buckley was carrying around a set of troubles for which there were no easy answers.

Buckley's early life around California was fairly blissful, even though he was brought up by his Panamanian mother and two successive stepfathers. He picked up his grandmother's guitar aged six and learned about harmonies by singing along with his mom to the radio as it blared out tunes by Stevie Wonder and Sly Stone. His favourite record was Terry Jacks' premature-death anthem 'Seasons In The Sun'.

When Buckley was 12, his stepfather gave him a copy of Led Zeppelin's Physical Graffiti (later influences included Nina Simone, Sex Pistols and the Cocteau Twins), and Jeff began writing songs. His first, he remembered, was "something stupid about a break-up." In his teens at college in Los Angeles he penned 'Eternal Life', which included the lines: "Got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one more nail", about the rock-death myth.

Buckley moved to New York, building up a fearsome reputation as a live performer in and around East Village. By the time a reworked 'Eternal Life' and other equally harrowing but strangely beautiful songs such as 'Dream Brother' appeared in his set, many in the audiences (which often included the likes of Nick Cave) would scream in rapture. Others would find the outpourings of naked emotion so disquieting they'd leave the room.

"I'm used to being hated," he told me. "It's something I've had ever since I was a kid. It hurts, but there's nothing I can do. I'm not lying." Neither did he pull his punches. At almost the exact time as he secured a record deal, Jeff managed the potentially career-threatening feat of being seen to "diss" labelmate Bob Dylan.

"I was at A Hole In the Wall in New York, and I'd seen Dylan the night before," he revealed. "So I did an impression of him singing 'I Want You'. I did an impression of him singing 'Grace'. I talked about how he sailed through some songs and was really brilliant on others. People were shouting 'But he's still got it, right?' And I'm going: 'No. This is not Blonde On Blonde. This is him now. You guys are living in the past'."

In the audience were Bob Dylan's manager, his assistant manager, and his best friend. "Man, the next day I was in Tompkins Square Park, staring at the ground with the snow falling, wishing I was never born. My A&R man saying, 'Well, Bob feels dissed.' But I really didn't... I just... loved him so much I sent him up." Buckley wrote a personal apology — and then when Grace came out, critics hailed the "new Bob Dylan".

Around this time people began making the inevitable, if misleading musical comparisons between Jeff and Tim Buckley. Both were singer-songwriters with distinctive voices. Jeff never knew his father (he vaguely remembered their one meeting "on a beach somewhere"). He wouldn't accept that even his smouldering looks came from his father.

"I look like my mother," he insisted. "I have my own choices, and I have my own life. All I know is that the guy's dead. I had a very musical environment growing up, that didn't involve him. Maybe I was imbued with the same things, the same parts. But it ain't his voice, and it ain't my voice, and it wasn't his father's voice or his father's father before. It's just the voice that's passed down. My grandfather sang, apparently. And my grandfather on my mother's side sang! I come from a line of singers. But my choices are my choices."

Buckley's resentment was palpable. Was he angry because his father abandoned him? "It's private," he mumbled, "but I went through, and am still going through a period of trying to figure out... why? The main question you wanna answer is did he love you or not, and if so, why didn't he love you enough to..."

Stick around. He didn't need to finish the sentence. The force driving Jeff Buckley was that he never recovered from the rejection.

He clung on to other people. "All I want to do is love everyone," he sang. There was a scarcely publicised affair with Cocteau Twin Elizabeth Fraser (who once recorded his father's 'Song To The Siren'), even curious rumours concerning Marianne Faithfull. His idealism was mirrored by a profound hatred of everything he deemed false, from colonialism to MTV and supermodels. But his chief obsession was that he would somehow "fail the music".

But what if Jeff wasn't involved in music? His answer came in instalments. "I think... that I... would be... a corpse."

We met again, but the last time I saw him he seemed exhausted by the road, itching to get back into the studio. There were narcotic rumours, but his body was found clean. When the news of his death came through it seemed like a dark joke, the kind of macabre prank Buckley would have dreamt up. It wasn't.

During his life, people talked of "Tim Buckley's son", but from now on it could easily be "Jeff Buckley's father". Jeff would have laughed at that. But his powerful musical legacy will be his final vengeance.

#jeff buckley #dave simpson #1998 #grace under fire #the guardian

[tvthemesongs]

Grace Under Fire intro

#grace under fire #1990s #abc

[reeshahasha]

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[louismandylordaily]

I forget the episode but he misspells kissing

#louis mandylor #grace under fire

[cavenewstimes]

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#black #current #Grace Under Fire #Medical Documentary

[haveyouheardofthisshow]

#have you heard of this show #tv shows #grace under fire #polls #poll #please share to help me out :)

[dustjacketmusings]

An incomplete list of things about Isabel that are implausible and/or moronic:

Has a passion for music and constantly writes songs yet hides this from her friends and family because she made a promise to her dead mother to get a reliable degree first

Her degree is in history. She has no job prospects for either passion

Completely wasted, sang an original song at a bar that was so good the bar went quiet and then burst into applause. A random agent gave her a card for "her offers"

The video of which went viral. This isn't relevant yet to the plot.

Decided that Michael is the worst dude ever because he sucked when they met at her sisters wedding. She loves literally everyone else in his family (all five brothers, dont forget) but is unwilling to give him a pass

(Except when she meets him again)

Got the limo driver (limo driver???) to tell her his lifes story within 5 minutes. This just happens to her a lot for some reason 🙄

Decided on three hours of sleep, hungover, with jetlag to hike a trail in Boston as a way to spend the afternoon. Got fucking lost after walking aimlessly for two hours. Tried to find someone to ask directions but couldn't. Occurred to her belatedly she has a phone.

In the plot confrontation, shot a dude between the eyes in self defense

Despite no one being around five seconds ago, this entire crime was video taped by a random bystander

The now very full crowd tried to incite a riot to defend this poor girl from being arrested so the cop stopped trying to arrest her

"I feel very safe with all these people to protect me" "everyone nodded" I'm not kidding

Covered in blood and hung over she's "absolutely stunning"

The entire Boston Police department went silent when she walked in

Waits until after leaving the scene, washing off her arm, and answering the cops questions to tell them there's a bullet in her arm

The plastic surgeon who does her stitches says she "looks like a goddess"

Only eats half a sandwich after not eating since last night (and throwing up this morning)

Has never felt arousal towards another person until this random white man meets up with her the second time

Jokes about fucking him despite probably being a virgin

Is apparently terrible at driving and unaware. Including but not limited to passing someone on a bridge and living to tell about it. (IN BOSTON??)

#currently reading #haters bookclub #what the fuck is happening #grace under fire #julie garwood

[sandythereadingcafe]

REVIEW

GRACE UNDER FIRE (Buchanan-Renard 14) by Julie Garwood at The Reading Cafe:

exciting and suspenseful’

http://www.thereadingcafe.com/grace-under-fire-by-julie-garwood-a-review/

#books #reviews #Grace Under Fire #Buchanan-Renard #Julie Garwood #The Reading Cafe

[thereadingcafe]

#Julie Garwood #Grace Under Fire #Buchanan-Renard #Romance #Suspense #Contemporary #Review

[nawnlynyer]

Starring Bird Butler

#art #drawing #stevescomics #comics #grace under fire #grouse

[drawnrodsbods]

#rush #Grace under fire #2112 #artwork #art #digital art #surrealism #wombo.art #wombo dream #artists on tumblr #artists+on+tumblr

[intheconfessiondial]

Once I learn how to draw him accurately it's all over.

#I'll be making the most fire DW art to grace the platform #then Tumblr will have no choice but to let my posts show up under tags #doctor who fanart #doctor who #12th doctor #I'm so glad dw is trending i've been waiting for this moment #twelfth doctor #peter capaldi #this man's hair is insane to draw

[pinoruno]

spn poetry month - day 6 - shadows: blood in the backseat

a tribute to anna for today's "shadows" prompt! wanted to explore the angels'-deaths-as-wing-shadows sort of idea, & this odd dissociative-grace thing sort of just. Sprung Forth.

@spnpoetryrenaissance

#played with the fire motif a little bit too bc of course inherent to a burned shadow is the flammable exigence. but tried to focus more on #the ash of it all. idk. i like the idea that anna was cognizant the whole time i feel like that was sort of. Touched On w the whole early #childhood psych evals thing but (as is the case with most things in spn) tragically under explored. #i also like the idea that when angels go out they can sort of See it happen? like they end up in the empty obviously but when their eyes do #the shooty grace thing its like Expelling them from their vessels so they are momentarily sort of Suspended above everything #before the metaphorical lights go out. i just think its all very compelling #i'm not really explaining all that very well but [meme voice] i just think she's neat. anyway. #spnpoetryrenaissance #spn poetry #day 6 #FUCKING HELL JUST REALIZED I QUEUED THIS TO THE WRONG BLOG. whatever its whatever i'll just self reblog in the other direction #i'm not writing all that again

[meirimerens]

this thing's been in my ao3 drafts for 3 weeks at this point & the chances that it is deleted bc i don't finish it on time are non-negligible but every time i show up to paste a few sentences it does make me laugh

#i would never make dankovsky the affront of calling him catholic but we going raised christian orthodox theomachist lore #and as it is my goddess-given right his mom will indulge in theotokos realness. it might be blasphemous of her but it's okay. she can. #DID I or DID I NOT write #''Burakh’s not religious; he knows Dankovsky isn’t either; but he can’t say he does not feel in some way ; in his way #in their own private ; delicate (somehow) way ; that he is touching sainthood — something akin to saints ; but not martyrs: #when they were alive ; awake with grace ; alight with the fires of sacred blessings #trembling with ecstasy under the touch of the divine. (It does not escape Burakh that Dankovsky is trembling under his fingertips.) #DID I NOT. #i can have a little blasphemy as a treat #writing diaries...