The Joup Friday Album – Jeff Buckley ‘Sketches (For My Sweetheart The Drunk)’

Buckley Sketches What with US politics having descended into what feels like an aborted late 80s Rodney Dangerfield vehicle (he gets no respect, he’s even got the red tie and everything) to distract from the actual mortals scheming behind his Cheeto Benito decrees, I must have gotten to thinking about something that leads-in with a big anti-establishment agitpop-song, but swiftly realigns its sights inward, to study something more rudimentally human, if no less depressing. I’m not sure how much the last 20 years has done to improve the appreciation of the ‘Hallelujah’ dude in his homeland where he was always incongruously overlooked. I dismissed him for a decade after his debut, due to it being a staple of the record collections of students whose taste I didn’t respect, alongside the same slew of CDs that made it look as though they’d signed up for a record club with the same stroke of a pen as their University application. I’m a serial record collection forensic expert at the best of times, but this pastime served as a useful attention-deflection technique when finding myself at parties I didn’t really want to be at.

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