Yard of Blonde Girls

Ever since the birth of music as a medium, there has been passion-drenched music. But truly passionate music that doesn’t give into corniness or porniness is much trickier to pull off. As such, there has been only a handful of such music. Many have been lost to time; others aren't publicly available. But I’ve found one such artist I’ve longed loved to love. As always, I encourage feedback in the comments section over my selection of music.

So let’s get on with it. The track of Buckley’s I’ve chosen today is ‘Yard of Blonde Girls’. Originally written by two sisters belonging to two different bands. Buckley’s cover, of course is most well known and the one that’s remembered.
There's something strangely hypnotic about this song. Is it the never-ending, slow-motion feeling? Or the fact that the lyrics remains strangely fixated on the girls who are untouched by ‘this world of lies’.

You've got three more weekends left, and you're already sick of that song that’s made it to the top of the charts. May I suggest this as your end-of-summer soundtrack? The single’s hummable melodies and lingering harmonies, shadowed by layers of strange instrumentation, create a lush sound that you want to crawl into, like a hammock. It doesn't sound like any other artist but just so trademark Buckley with his personal brand of abstract sexuality slathered all over this song.

‘Yard of Blonde Girls’ maybe an odd title but it’s like one of these songs essential just for people who are wandering past that may or may not be listening.