September, 1992
I woke to loud sounds of New York. I glanced at my clock. 10.00am. Fuck this. As I tried to go back to sleep I heard soothing music from outside my window, I ignored it and tried to drift to sleep but this music sounded so...beautiful. Since I was having trouble going to sleep I decided I would find out where this music was coming from. I put on some clothes, nothing too fancy, and headed towards the music.
As I followed the music I realised that the sound was coming from the coffee place just underneath my apartment, Sin-E. I went into the little coffee store and ordered a coffee. As I was waiting for my coffee I saw a young man on stage, he had short hair, but not too short. He was wearing a white shirt and black pants. Even though his outfit was very plain he seemed different and interesting. While I was admiring him he started to play a song.
"I used to know a little square
So long ago, when I was small
All summer long it had a fair
Wonderful fair with swings and all
I used to love my little fair
And at the close of everyday" he sang, gloriously.
I adored this man, he was amazing, after hearing only a few seconds of his music I can assure you that he will go far. I continued to listen to his song and as soon as he finished I clapped loudly, getting a few strange looks from others around me but the man on the stage gave me such a bright smile. It lighted up the whole room, I couldn't help but smile back.
"Thank you all for coming today. It's been a pleasure, I hope to see you all very soon" He said, still smiling.
He then went off stage and ordered a coffee. I really wanted to tell him how great I thought he was. But I didn't. And he got his coffee and walked back to the stage, where he sat and drank his coffee. And I regretted not telling him.
"Amélie?" called out the barrister.
"Uh, yes that's me" I smiled and grabbed the coffee.
I stood awkwardly by the barrister bench then asked "Do you know who that was on stage?"
"Yeah, his names Jeff Buckley" The barrister told me.
"Oh, thanks" I said "Do you know when his next show is?"
"Tomorrow at 7" replied the barrister.
"AM or PM?" I asked.
"PM!" said the barrister, angrily.
I paused and then asked "Is he related by Tim Buckley by any chance?"
"I don't know, lady. I'm a bit busy right now. Why don't you ask him yourself?" said the barrister.
"I'm sorry. Thanks anyway" I said.
I decided not to talk to him. I knew when his next performance was, so I could try to talk to him then.
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Song:Jeff Buckley - Je N'en Connais Pas La Fin
Originally done by Edith Piaf.
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Eternal Life - A Jeff Buckley FanFiction
RomanceAmélie was awoken by the sounds of music. Finding it difficult to go back to sleep, she decided to find out where the music is coming from. She find out and ends up falling in love with the music and the musician.
