Keeper of the Flame

IT IS FIVE YEARS since Jeff Buckley took his final, mid-evening stroll into the Wolf River, a sleepy tourist spot on the outskirts of Memphis, Tennessee. Fully clothed and still wearing his combat boots, he splashed around happily, singing out lines from Led Zeppelin’s ‘Whole Lotta Love’. The idyll was cruelly curtailed when a menacing undertow from a passing tugboat pulled Buckley under.