Dear Alive World,
Hi. Jeff Buckley here. Remember me? I rose to musical success in the 90′s for my hit single, “Last Goodbye.” I released only one album during my life, called Grace (which, let’s be honest, was pretty f*cking amazing). I was working on my second album, when, all of a sudden, I died tragically while swimming in the Wolf River at the tender age of 31. I know, it’s been really hard on you guys, and the thought of so much untapped talent in a person who died so young can be really really upsetting to think about. Not to mention the fact that I’m gorgeous, so it makes it all the more tragic. And I understand the need to keep my memory alive and keep my music fresh for generations to come. But after the first 10 or so compilations of previously un-released material, live tracks, Grace re-re-re-re-mastered, and B-sides, I’m starting to get annoyed. This has gotten WAY out of hand. (And I’m not even talking about this bullsh*t.) Imagine my disappointment today when I logged onto Jesus Christ’s laptop and saw that, once again, my music will be re-released and re-packaged on a new compilation called So Real: Songs From Jeff Buckley. What could possibly be new about this? I’ll tell you what’s new: nothing. You want to get “so real?” FINE! Let’s get so motherf*cking real.
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