Can’t Get Enuff of King Tuff

King Tuff is a guitar toting young man whose brand of re-imagined glam rock from Vermont is so immediately infectious that you might break out in hives on the very first listen. What makes the King so Tuff for me is his earnest, homey lyrics, whereas stylistically he should be singing about ballrooms on Mars and space balls ricocheting (see T. Rex), the kind of abstruse, yet dreamy world that glammers seemed to inhabit in the ’70s. King Tuff has left behind the make-up of yesteryear in favor of an unshaven perspective embedded in a reality where rock stars have grandmas, even if they still don’t care what they think.

Mp3: King Tuff – Freak When I’m Dead

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