Rock's Backpages Library Rock's Backpages
Rock's Backpages

The Growing Mystique of Tim Buckley

Ellen Sander, Hit Parader, September 1968

HE DOESN'T talk very much and journalists are almost unanimous in their frustration of trying to get a word out of him. His presence is electric, almost disquieting, but he rarely says a word. He wrinkles his nose, flashes his eyes and contorts his mouth into a teasing scowl while he raises his eyebrows and creases his brow. When he smiles, his whole face crumples with mirth. But he rarely says a word to writers.

Total word count of piece: 1119