Juliana Hatfield Remembers Jeff Buckley

I was in my car, stuck in traffic in downtown Boston, when the news came on the radio that Jeff Buckley had died. My free hand (the one not on the steering wheel) flew up involuntarily to my mouth, as I simultaneously gasped and covered my gasp, as if to stifle the horror I felt.

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