live at Sin-é
rilasciato in europa nel novembre del 1993
registrato al Sin-é di New York in agosto dello stesso anno
il locale non esiste più
live voce e chitarra Fender Telecaster
è il debutto discografico del piccolo grande Buckley (Columbia, Sony Records)
sono state pubblicate solo quattro canzoni su un concerto intero di più di tre ore
rappresenta la vera dimensione artistica di Jeff Buckley
mojo pin
(J. Buckley/G. Lucas)
...it's a song about a dream...
I'm lying in my bed the blanket is warm this body will never be safe from harm still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal touch my skin to keep me whole
if only you'd come back to me if you laid at my side wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied
don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow black beauty I love you so
precious, precious silver and gold and pearls in oyster's flesh drop down we two to serve and pray to love born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven ageless, ageless and I'm there in your arms
don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow black beauty I love you so
the welts of your scorn, my love, give me more send whips of opinion down my back, give me more well it's you I've waited my life to see it's you I've searched so hard for
don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow black beauty I love you so
black black black beauty...
eternal life
(J. Buckley)
eternal
life is now on my trail
got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail
while all these ugly gentleman play out their foolish games
there's a flaming red horizon that screams our names
and
as your fantasies are broken in two
did you really think this bloody road would
pave the way for you?
you better turn around and blow your kiss hello to life eternal, angel
racist
everyman, what have you done?
man, you've made a killer of your unborn son...
crown my fear your king at the point of a gun
all I want to do is love everyone...
and
as your fantasies are broken in two
did you really think this bloody road would
pave the way for you?
you better turn around and blow your kiss hello to life eternal, angel
there's no time for hatred, only questions
what is love, where happiness, what is life, where is peace?
when will I find the strength to bring me release?
wnd
tell me where is the love in what your prophet has said?
man, it sounds to me just like a prison for the walking dead
and I've got a message for you and your twisted hell
you better turn around and blow your kiss goodbye to life eternal, angel...
je n'en connais pas la fin
(R. Asso/M. Monnot, performed by Edith Piaf)
I used to know a little square so long ago, when I was small all summer long it had a fair wonderful fair with swings and all I used to love my little fair and at the close of everyday I could be found, dancing around a merry-go-round that used to play... "ah, mon amour a toi toujours dans tes grands yeux rien que nous deux" all summer long my little fair made everyday like a holiday night after night it used to play and people came there from so far away and everyone sang that little tune all around town you heard it played even Pepi from Napoli he sang to Marie this serenade... "ah, mon amour a toi toujours dans tes grands yeux rien que nous deux" all summer long my little fair made everyday like a holiday night after night it used to play and people came there from so far away and everyone sang that little tune all around town you heard it played even Pepi from Napoli he sang to Marie this serenade... "ah, mon amour a toi toujours dans tes grands yeux rien que nous deux" I can't forget my little square even though I'm so far away I can't forget my little fair maybe it's still there, still there today I sometimes hear that little tune playing in a dream of long ago and in my brain runs the refrain that old French refrain I used to know... "ah, mon amour a toi toujours dans tes grands yeux rien que nous deux"
the way young
lovers do
(written and performed by Van Morrison)
oh... we strolled through fields all wet with rain and back along the lane again there in the sunshine in the sweet summertime
oh the way that young lovers do I kissed you on the lips once more we said goodbye at your front door there in the nighttime love, that's the right time oh to feel the way that young lovers do and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we wanted to be and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and that you were for me and then we long to dance the night away turned to each other, saying 'I love you, baby I love you' oh the way that young lovers do lovers do... do, do, do, do... the way young lovers do do, do, do, do... the way young lovers do... and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way
that we were and the way that we wanted to be and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way
that I was for you and you were for me ah baby, baby. and then we long to dance the night away and turned to each other
saying 'I love you, baby I love you' oh the way... I held her with her looking down and I kissed her, with the snow falling down in the street light it was a sweet light and the way that young... oh, the way that young lovers... oh the way that young... that young lovers... that young lovers do. goodnight