By
Kimberly Johnson
Last
Saturday afternoon I closed the last chapter on William Broad’s defiant Dancing With Myself. This dude was The Man. For those who listened to the FM dial in the ‘80s
know I am talking about Billy Idol. Idol’s rock god status is cemented with
iconic tunes such as “Rebel Yell,” “White Wedding” and “Eyes Without A Face.” I
watched him on MTV. I danced with myself. I recommend checking out his
autobiography today.
I see
Idol as a free-will poet, someone who used unpretentious literary devices to
express the English punk scene angst of the ‘70s. Poems layer on imagery, word
association and musicality to get the point across.
His
rock-hard spiky blond locks, scowling sneer and tight leather pants lured me to
the TV screen. Yet, it was his poet-like elegance that got me to memorize his
edgy chants. To the haters, here’s why he’s a rock and roll bard: He uses
repetition and imagery.
Exhibit
A: Eyes Without A Face (I still don’t know what this means.)
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Got no human grace your eyes without a face.
He uses
POV to tell the story. In this 1983 song, Idol narrates.
Exhibit
B: White Wedding (In the book, Idol says this is about a shotgun wedding for
his sister.)
Hey little sister what have you doneHey little sister who's the only oneHey little sister who's your supermanHey little sister who's the one you want
Hey little sister shotgun
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