Radon Reviews: Cuff the Duke “Morning Comes”
My love affair with country-folk-rockers Cuff the Duke has waxed and waned over the years, as I tend to tire of their sad whines and defeated sound when my confidence is high, and then when things aren’t so sure, I find myself looking for them, a security blanket, an ex-girlfriend who won’t let you make any regrettable decisions but will still hug you when you need it. Their latest album, Morning Comes, fits all of these bills. When things even out, I think I’ll find myself putting this one back on the shelf, but for now I can’t get enough of everything this album represents.
I always draw the comparison in my head between Cuff the Duke and Weezer, as they both have similar qualities when it comes to songwriting, melodic structures, and vocal styles, but Cuff the Duke embraces that classic southern rock sound, combining country twang with the principles that shaped rock music through its truly defining years. The emotional aspect of these songs is sharp, pulling no punches, eschewing the metaphors and imagery to present something that instead just defines itself clearly as accusatory or pitiful, sometimes both.
