peter parker. can’t write. full sentences.
Peter Parker – His Voice. His Rockin Guitar. His Stompin. No one else can tear up the stage the way he does. He rips it up! Giving everything. Never holds back. Losing himself. Asking for nothing in return. He doesn’t care when he’s up there. The audience knows. And they go CRAZY! Screaming. Singing. Dancing. He moves. Stamps a rocking rhythm. His feet banging on the stage. Like an African Tribal dancer. Swinging his guitar this way and that. The world has never seen anything like it. And never will again. They want a piece. But they can’t have it. No one else can do what he does. One man. His guitar. His sweet sweet valve amplifier. His Soul. His Spirit. Never fearing. Facing the unknown. On an adventure. Bringing everyone together. But just for the moment. That’s the way it should be. Then he’s gone. To live life his way. The audience theirs. And they know. Peter Parker rocks.
I’m sure Paul Morley is glad of the work