my band, the Alternate Universe(s):
soul metal punk hip-hop lightning
soaring melodies from God's songbook
revolutionary politics but still danceable
oh my GAWD we ROCK
we roll like this dooood:
three guitarists (afropop, rock, funk),
our bass player impermeably scowling,
full Motown choreographed horn section,
backup singers dressed like pirates,
two precise drummers who sing
we ride out on motorcycles,
the crowd goes apefire nuts,
all the critics wetting themselves,
Christgau proudly sporting our t-shirt
the lights all go dim.
the drummers begin their tattoo.
the horns hit a fanfare.
I step out, slowly, with my accordion,
start to sing