Premettendo che questo disco non doveva uscire perchè Jeff lo voleva riregistrare, che è una squallida operazione di mercato in stile "raschia il barile", e che i soldi che devo spendere per avere il bonus cd sono soldi buttati, comprate assolutamente questo cd. Questo album postumo è molto più rock del precedente e più lontano dalle tormentate storie d'amore di Grace.

Questo è un disco politico e sociale che non scorda la poesia ma la fa diventare un urlo di protesta. Tra ritmi sincopati e riff cupi, falsetti e voci piene, schitarrate e melodie ipnotiche Jeff ci rende partecipi dei suoi ultimi componimenti. E' ovvio che si tratti di un capolavoro, peccato che il suo artefice non abbia voluto vederne i frutti...

Elenco tracce testi e samples

01   The Sky Is a Landfill (05:09)

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(J.Buckley/M.Tighe)
Circle around the park, joining hands in silence
Watch the evil black the sky
The storm has ripped the shelter of illusion from our brow
This power is no mistery to us now.
Leave your genocide, the cancer you won't
remove.
We cast our funeral rose inside and bury the need to prove.
Our mutilation is to gain from the system.
Turn your head away from the screen, oh people,
It will tell you nothing more.
Don't suck the milk of flaccid Bill K. Puclic's empty promise
To the people that the public can ignore.
This way of life is so devised tu snuff out
the mind that moves,
Moving with grace the men despise,
and women have learned to lose.
Throw off your shame of being slave to the system.
I see you take another drag,
one more lost soul to raise your flag.
The sky is a landfill!
I see you take another drag,
Let's see you take another drag.
You like to dance to the rolling head of the adultress,
You sing in praise of suicide. We know you're useless,
Like cops at the scene of the crime,
With your steroids and your feedbag and your stable
and your trainer,
I got a mail bomb for you, Mr Strong Arm.
Throw out the stones from all the cemetery homes,
For the violence of a nation gone by,
Or the politics of weakness and the garbage dump of souls
That will now black the sky.
Their yellow haze and crwods of eyes
will plug up the mind that moves,
Moving with grace the men despise,
and women have learned to lose.
We'll share our bodies in disdain for the system.
I see you take another drag,
Our nation bends to kiss the hag.
The sky is a landfill.
I see you take another drag, I see you take another drag.
I have no fear of this machine!

02   Everybody Here Wants You (04:46)

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Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss
A singing smile
Coffee smell and lilac skin
Your flame in me

Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss
A singing smile
Coffee smell and lilac skin
Your flame in me

Im only here for this moment

I know everybody here wants you
I know everybody here thinks he needs you
Ill be waiting right here just to show you
How our love will blow it all away

Hmm, such a thing of wonder in this crowd
Im a stranger in this town
Youre free with me
And our eyes locked in downcast love
I sit here proud
Even now youre undressed in your dreams with me

Oh, Im only here for this moment

I know everybody here wants you
I know everybody here thinks he needs you
Ill be waiting right here just to show you
How our love will blow it all away

I know the tears we cried
Have dried on yesterday
The sea of fools has parted for us
Theres nothing in our way
My love

Dont you see, dont you see?
Youre just the torch to put the flame to all our guilt and shame
And Ill rise like an ember in your name

I know i, I know i
I know everybody here wants you
I know everybody here thinks he needs you
Ill be waiting right here just to show you
Oh let me show you
That love can rise, rise just like embers

Love can taste like the wine of the ages, oh babe,
And I know they all looks so good from a distance
But I tell you Im the one

I know everybody here, well, thinks he needs you
Think he needs you
And Ill be waiting right here just to show you.

03   Opened Once (03:29)

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04   Nightmares by the Sea (03:53)

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(J.Buckley)

Beware the bottle thoughts of angry young men.
Secret compartments hide all of the skeletons.
Little girls wants to make her home with him,
In the middle of the shore, she wonders,
"Don't know what you asked for."
"Don't know what you asked for."
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll go.
I've loved so many times and I've drowned them all.
From their coral graves, they rise up when darkness
falls.
With their bones they'll scratch the window,
I hear them call,
"Don't know what you asked for."
"Don't know what you asked for."
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll go.
Stay with me under this waves, tonight.
Be free for once in your life tonight.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll go.
Ah.Ah.Ah.

05   Yard of Blonde Girls (04:07)

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06   Witches' Rave (04:40)

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ooooooooooooooooooo.oooooooooooooooo.
it sounds just like a scream. i don't know what you mean.
your witchcraft's all around me in your ragged pagan scene.
you tell me all the ways around my garden that you like.
i float just like a bubble heading for a spike.

all is well between the breasts of passenger and slave.
we'll never make it out alive to join the witches' rave.

you'd like to see him suffer for you fantasy and thrill.
he fell sick while we made love, he's out there, somewhere, still.
oh, i feel the spell that you have cast,
hot, pink, nasty bubble gum, coming down just like a big red coal.

i can't help from looking outside for a guarantee
i can't help from looking outside for a guarantee.

hey! I try to keep all hidden when you come around.
oh, no! the sight of broomsticks sliding on the ground.
you're levitating something,? cause i feel so collectible.
we're all lying natural,
he's watching from a window up above i see he loves you,
i'll bring you closer.
something in my fate says it's not right for me
tell me, am i cursed or am i blessed?
i can't tell, oh yes! ?

cause all is well between the breasts of passenger and slave.
i'll never make it out alive to join the witches' rave.
oooooooooo. ooooooooooooo.
i can't help from looking outside for a guarantee (7x)
for a guarantee.

07   New Year's Prayer (04:40)

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08   Morning Theft (03:39)

09   Vancouver (03:12)

lady, all the troubles are my fright, i disgust you.
feel the power. you cut the truth into you.
why? did you think i did not on this rely?
i could kiss you, with lines of escape in my mouth.

please let me bring back these gifts of mine to the woman.
stars shined on my back as I slept and knew you.

you didn't leave it all.
you made an even call.
my belly released the stars and tears between the scars.
ooooh.

below this we'll end here until the end of time
beyond the moment that ends our bondage
i am your failed husband contender,
i'm your loan shark of bliss.

this dream you've ridden on turns your world to explosions
i need to be alone to heal this bleeding stone.
now, smell the rain of london, it still insists
that we beg for our purity
as if we are pure in the reign of our contentment
as if i can think of this no more.

10   You & I (05:39)

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  • Anonimo
    9 lug 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    da lui per il falsetto hanno copiato i radiohead e poi i muse...è affogato nel mississippi
  • Anonimo
    9 lug 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    Viste le tue premesse il voto doveva essere un po' più basso...o no?
  • Anonimo
    10 lug 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    inserita la scheda, grazie sallu
  • Hal
    14 lug 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    "...... non abbia voluto vederne i frutti..." (?)
  • Anonimo
    15 set 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    INFORMATI MEGLIO, LA REGISTRAZIONE DEL DISCO NON E' MAI INIZIATA, JEFF E' MORTO LA SERA STESSA IN CUI IL SUO GRUPPO LO STAVA RAGGIUNGENDO PER INIZIARE LA REGISTRAZIONE.
    COSA DOVREBBE SIGNIFICARE CHE NON "HA VOLUTO VEDERNE I FRUTTI"?
    FORSE CHE NON HA POTUTO PORTARE A TERMINE IL LAVORO CHE AVEVA INIZIATO?
  • bloomer
    2 dic 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    E' vero che il secondo CD è una fregatura (a tratti assolutamente inascoltabile), ma le ultime due tracce- Jewel Box e Satisfied Mind, valgono da sole l'acquisto, non trovate?
  • 3poundsoflove
    25 dic 03
    Recensione: Opera:
    questo disco non vale manco la metà di quel capolavoro di grace, e dargli 5/5 è davvero un eccesso. Jeff Buckley è stato un fenomeno, ma doveva dimostrare ancora tanto, visto che grace è infarcito di cover di altri artisti, e tenuto conto di come stava nascendo questo secondo album. il 3 è + sulla fiducia che altro.
  • Anonimo
    16 mag 04
    Recensione: Opera:
    grace è sicuramente migliore di Sketches for 'My sweetheart the dronk'comenque 5/5 come voto è troppo (visto che lui poi aveve idee diverse rispetto a quelle di my sweetheart the dronk.La voce come in grace è fantastica ma lui sembra meno ispirato nello scrivere le canzoni. Comunque Jeff resta sempre il mio musicista preferito e lo consiglio a chiunque legga la recensione
  • 3poundsoflove
    4 set 04
    Recensione: Opera:
    I am without one doubt
  • Anonimo
    13 mag 05
    Recensione: Opera:
    Il disco è bello, ancora rozzo ma pieno di Jeff, e forse ancora più prezioso. Un lavoro che non ha potuto terminare e che ci lascia un interrogativo: come sarebbe stato se...? Il continuo è impossibile da scrivere.
  • Anonimo
    11 set 05
    Recensione: Opera:
    Forse sarò pazzo o malato,ma io preferisco 600 volte questo a grace..forse sarebbe stato meglio farne un solo cd e togliere alcune parti del secondo..però ci son delle canzoni meravigliose,e non mi pare che siano registrate cosi male..del fatto che sia un operazione commerciale chissenefrega,ci son dei pezzi da pelle d'oca!meno male che l han voluto pubblicare..per una volta grazie ai discografici sciacalli!!
  • spaccazucche
    21 dic 05
    Recensione: Opera:
    non abbia potuto più che "voluto" sallu,non l'ha decis lui di affogare poretto!
  • Anonimo
    20 ott 06
    Recensione: Opera:
    Fortuna che Buckley è crepato. Sallu bambinetto stupido.

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Di  marcmat

 Sketches non è un disco vero e proprio ma una fotografia in musica, un ritratto di un Jeff più maturo e tuttora emozionante.

 Bastano pochi secondi per innamorarsi di tutte le canzoni, frammenti di una stupenda poesia in grado di scalfire tutte le emozioni possibili.

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