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Tuffy Red Sings Into A Tiny Microphone

by Tuffy Red

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boy garden Tuffy Red is an amazing songwriter, really creative & thoughtful, and this album is a great showcase of that. Favorite track: Under The Bus.
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1.
spend more time alone don't try to do so much do your best to fossilize don't open up too wide don't succumb to bitterness be polite and kind don't try to understand don't make judgements let go of expectations let go of grudges don't let it out, don't throw a fit take care of your own shit and no one else's be the witch who lives on the top of your own mountain save your affection for the cats write more instrumental music make your artwork more abstract don't try to find home don't look back don't fantasize or romanticize the past
2.
when everyone is gathered around you i'll be the one hanging back when the people you know are cheering you on i'll be the big ol drag to let you know i'm disappointed in you though i might be the only one to say i see what yur doing and it fills me with dismay cause you're growing up and rising above when your climbing the ladder do you wonder, my love who's gonna get thrown under the bus that you're riding to success i've been thinking it's time to let you go as much as i've tried to stay but you're the one who's abandoned me in so many ways other than acknowledging directly that i have no place in your life now, you'd rather keep me but just for display keep me- keep me at arms length but don't erase me from your list cause then you'd have to admit there is a real disconnection and a vast world of differences i've come to think there's something about me that you don't want to see cuz when i try speak my mind it seems you don't truly respect me and the path you've been choosing goes against everything I believe and the way you've been interacting leaves no room for sincerity i know you're gonna live in a real nice house and you're gonna build your life around you're rich husband and your biological children and all your friends will be liberal professionals and your vacations will be transcontinental and you will be so polite to the cleaning lady you will convince yourself that you're living so consciously i'll be the voice to tell you that that's nowhere near good enough i'll be the one to point out that your universe is corrupt you're perpetuating patterns we should all be trying to disrupt if there was a way to keep you in my life i hope you know i would do it and if you wanted to understand i'd do my best to explain it but our past interactions have left me feeling so hopeless cause my tiny little stifled voice is no match for the current that's sweeping you away and washing your brain as you think you're growing up and you think you're rising above when your climbing the ladder do you ever wonder, my love who's gonna get thrown under the bus that you're riding to success
3.
do you remember johnny peterson the only black kid in our town do you wonder why his life ended in suicide? maybe its just a coincidence but do you wonder why everyone around is so white? do you think that's alright? do you think it's only natural all these places with a native names but no natives in sight it's in the past, they say nothing can be done anymore anyway oh the culture in this town is poisonous to everyone it's unbearable to those who couldn't fit in if they tried do you wonder why those white boys drove to that house in the woods of mount vernon with a machete murdered a woman and almost her daughter its confusing right, cause these things don't happen here murmurs about town blamed his mother but maybe the problem is a little bit bigger these atrocities happen in a vacuum they say freak incidents its just the freaks, it's just the freaks don't look at me , it's just the freaks oh the culture in this town is poisonous to everyone it's unbearable to those who couldn't fit in if they tried it's unlivable for those...
4.
it's true you've got a certain charm and its true i didn't hate everything about you but now i do, now i do now i know how low you can go you could win a tournament of limbo now i know how low you can go you're sub zero you've got no ethics give not one shit got endless excuses and too much credit i didn't think of you for a while i moved on with my life but now i'm stewing in it now i'm haunted by it i already thought you were shit but now for sure i know it now i know how low you can go you could win a tournament of limbo now i know how low you can go you're sub zero you're sub zero
5.
Infatuation 02:55
romanticization, infatuation what the hell is wrong with me why do i want you so badly? romanticization, infatuation what the hell is wrong with me i don't have a clue what you're going to do with me and i don't have a bit of trust for my instincts but i follow them into to your room and i don't honestly believe that i won't regret this but i can't help but see it through so here i am breaking my own rules i'm self righteous and a fool here i am breaking my own rules i'm self righteous and a fool romanticization, infatuation what the hell is wrong with me and how did you get to be so damn pretty? how did you get to be so damn pretty?
6.
there’s this little thing that has been on my mind for some amount of years, i lost track of the time it's hardly worth mentioning it’s just this feeling that i’m not what people think i am and i don’t know why no one can see me i’m afraid it’s too late to admit i've been lying all along by neglecting to correct assumptions that were wrong how cowardly of me i wish i knew what would feel like honesty i’ve been discovering a language for it recently all kinds of words to try on but it’s hard to describe an elusive identity there are so many things that confuse me like what makes someone a girl and why does everyone call me that and what sets me apart from those who wish to embrace words that make me feel erased maybe the main difference is that i don’t feel the same it’s an alienation that’s hard to explain i’ve got some little memories that visit every day the subtlest suggestions of what is and isn’t okay what results in compliments whose appearance is ignored who gets to be noticed and who can even hope to be adored? who is the butt of the joke what made the children laugh? what was so damn funny? i heard somebody say “it’s pat” who would want to be like that? i hid the pictures and grew my hair tried to leave it in the past until some point i realized i had lost something that i wanted back a clarity creeping in, only to be muted again at times I’d try to tell a friend but no one seemed to understand that i wasn’t putting myself down when i spoke of my androgyny i didn’t think it was a shortcoming what i meant was authenticity
7.
Goopy 01:21
i catch myself when i say your name i know i give myself away my inflection and tone shamelessly show i'm a dopey little doe fawning over you i'm a pile of mush a goopy goo a sappy soup when i think of you there's no hope of playing it cool i open my mouth and i practically drool i think you're a precious jewel
8.
by the way i'm not a woman and by the way i'm not straight and that's not something i should have to explain cause there was no need to assume that in the first place i'm not going to get married and i'm not going to have a man i'll love some men and mostly other types of people and i've got my own beautiful plans to live and love honestly to do what feels right to me there are so many sweet people in my life so there's no need to worry you can just be happy for me i suspect you wouldn't feel the need to try to limit me if you felt you had the choice to live differently so i encourage you to change in any way that's empowering to you and as many times as you need to that's what I intend to do

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released February 9, 2016

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Tuffy Red Minneapolis, Minnesota

Tuffy Red is the solo project of Izzy Buckner, a nonbinary Jew, MPLS transplant, guitarist, singer, and songwriter. Their songs range from sincere to snarky to sad and often delve into their emotional experiences where the personal meets the political. They are a founding member of MPLS based folk punk band Ungrateful Little String Band. ... more

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