jeff buckley’s voice makes me want to have sex. doesn’t matter what he’s singing or that his songs can break your heart right into two pieces and insure it’ll never be back together again.

regardless of what he’s saying buckley, to me, sounds like sex. sadly, i only got to listen to two out of three buckley cds i own. promojoe promptly flitched “songs for my sweetheart the drunk” and has yet to return it. tomorrow i will get it back from him.