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Your support makes all the difference.The sleevenote to Tim Buckley's debut album fancifully described him as "a kind of quintessence of nouvelle" – a ludicrously high expectation to place on a 19-year-old's shoulders, but one that Buckley was to fulfill time and again, changing his approach radically from album to album, taking in folk-rock, art-rock, folk-jazz, avant-garde jazz, erotic funk and AOR soul.
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