Thread: Front Man

Front Man

Clearly the Front-man of the band
I have control of the crowd’s mind
At the edge of the stage I stand
Eclipsing those playing behind.
Will the audience ever see
There’s more to this band than just me

Lead Guitarist gently riffing,
Drummer rimming, beat just swinging.
Rhythm axe so sweetly strumming
Bassist clipping, he’s sure humming.

I pen the lyrics for our songs,
The music, written by the band,
Soothes all aching hearts, rights all wrongs,
Makes my words seem profoundly grand.
Will the group members ever see
I’m just “one of their family”.

Lead Guitarist gently riffing,
Drummer rimming, beat just swinging.
Rhythm axe so sweetly strumming
Bassist clipping, he’s sure humming.

It’s my face they print in the press
The others will rarely appear.
The constant source of my distress
Being that the crowd are ever near
Anguished cry now an unheard shout
Think I’ll go and blow my brains out.

Beneath this all and underlying
Unheard Kurt’s confused soul crying
Michael Stipe failed in his trying,
Could not stop his pointless dying.

It reads like a song lyric. The only line that feels fweak is "he's sure humming" Humming is a good word to rhyme with strumming, but since that is the last line of the "chorus?" maybe it shouldn't sound so passive. I don't know if you know what I mean or not, but it is just my opinion. I do like it very much. i understand the pressure of the "star" in the band and how it might incur problems or jealousy. You conveyed that well. Well written, Brian.

Watto A, thanks for your time and comments. As the subject is musical the poem is in the form of a lyric ballad.

The refrain attempts to capture the feel of a backing riff and is hopefully seamless/passive as its role is to support the verses in a similar manner to a band backing its frontman.

I'm glad that you liked it,

Brian

I've replaced the final chorus with an alternative. The two form the intro to my Tribute poemto KC-"My apology" (not posted here.)

Brian