Madness, 2007

Day 25: 'write a poem that recounts an experience of your own in hearing live music, and tells how it moves you.'

I'm getting a bit tired of all the music based prompts,  but I will persevere. This one is about a live concert we went to in a field near Peel on the Isle of Man, as part of the TT centenary celebrations in 2007. Unbelievably the warm up act were The Stranglers!


Madness, 2007

The first note on the saxophone
And the crowd are jerking to the beat of ska,
Arms pumping, feet rooted to the grass,
Sweating under the rain soaked marquee,
Grinning at the oh-so-familiar notes, 
Singing along, drowning out the band. 

Our hero, pork pie hat, loud-checked suit,
Belts out "Morning miss; Can I help you son?"
And the crowd responds, following the 4/4 beat,
Thirty years disappearing in an instant,
Middle-aged teenagers, lost in its rhythm,
In love with the sound, in love with life.


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