Music is a Powerful Thing
Listening to Jeff Buckley right now. It's bringing back a boatload of memories, too. I remember when I first heard his beautiful, melodic voice...it literally sent shivers down my spine. It was majestic, but chilling and cold at the same time. And he remains to be the only musician who has caused me to ball my eyes out into a pillow. Then, if I go back further, I recall the days in highschool where I went parading his photos all over my binders. No one knew who he was, of course, and it wasn't a secret that I had a huge crush on him. Weeks afterwards I suffered humiliation when I finally found out he had died. When I was just 7 years old. Life's a bitch like that, isn't it?