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Apr 1, 2017 - 3:50 PM
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Jim Phelps
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Tim's lyrics were so deceptively simple yet they spoke volumes to me. What do you think of Larry Beckett's lyrics for early Tim Buckley songs? They come off a tad bit precious to me, as to some of Paul Simon's pre-Bookends lyrics, but Tim obviously thought a great deal of him. I like them okay, I guess. I prefer the personal lyrics Tim contributed to things like "I Never Asked to be Your Mountain" to the "young people makng a grand statement" stuff on Goodbye and Hello's title track. Beckett returns for STARSAILOR, and his lyrics fare much better there, though it always sounded like Tim's poetic voice to me. I adore the sweet innocence of the debut album, Beckett's lyrics included. Tim certainly matured in a mutha effin' hurry by Happy Sad, didn't he? The voice, the lyrics, the Miles Davis influence...he was just 21 then. When I think of what I was like at 21, it makes me curdle with embarrassment.
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Tim Buckley made a huge impact on my life starting with his very first album on Elektra. I was only 13 when I plucked his debut out of a record bin and purchased it. I clearly remember putting it on my family's old RCA stereo console and being transported by his voice and lyrics. This guy was unique. In 1967, "Goodbye and Hello" transfixed me with a swirling mix of folk, angst-ridden ballads, and free falling poetic ruminations on the tragic beauty of life. "Happy Sad" seemed perfect to me as I entered my sixteenth year and it seemed the world was falling apart around me. "Blue Afternoon" spent months on constant rotation in my bedroom -- as I tried to reconcile a midwestern perspective with the world in autopsy mode on the evening news. "Lorca" seemed like a missive sent directly to my soul from another realm. "Starsailor" struck me then and now as a masterpiece -- voice, lyrics, form, and content fused into a beautiful and sparkling objet d'art -- it seemed to me to have an almost physical, sculptural, presence. The last three albums accompanied me to university -- and I remember getting the horrible news when he passed. It felt like an inner compass, some guiding light in my soul, had disappeared. So, yes, Tim Buckley. The "Tim Buckley Live in London 1968" CD set is the one I turn to these days when I need to experience his genius.
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