A response to I NEED A CHANGE the debut single by That Joe Payne
Sighs from the angels descend in suitably unearthly chorus
As the change Joe Payne needs most soothes the listeners soul
With smooth sound. Classic chords unison as the God of song finds
A daughter in the soaring falsetto Payne captures as easily
As those blessed with wings claim the ground.
As this prelude gives way to the aims of a loving man’s desperation
The scale of the divine and what’s wasted are given equal weight
In his voice. The lyric bids goodbye to the world and the ache within
Is all people; boy, girl, man, woman, each with their fears
And spurned choice. This is a song that transports and a singer
Whose soul is star travel. ‘I need a change’ in all senses
Is a theme for the found and the lost. A wavering sound bed
Echoes sleep, turning to dream in dark hours,
As the tearful intention now cleansers, as if calming
The shamed and pain tossed. But this Payne sounds sweet,
Flavouring the song’s river, which undulates now around us
Like the waters of Lethe taking all. This is the single
That binds everyone who will listen: That Joe Payne
As a siren, who in breaching the dark saves each fall.
It is an experience drawn from the spectacular tastes
Of the classic that now fill our senses in a thoroughly modern
Sound world. In which the debut single becomes a true universal
And the flight clears dark vapours with the flag of the heart
Now unfurled. ‘Save me the love that you gave me;’
He’s begging; like a boy drowned by thunder singing to all
He dreams of. ‘Break me’, he dares; ‘find reasons to hate me,’
Skin shedding, he supercedes the sad notion
That we the unworthy are not graced by the light
Glimpsed above. The heart then transforms
To become a mouth kissing sweetly, from within the man
To the spirit and to the shining skin, that’s soul’s coat.
Against the chill and the change there is still the spark
Of spent fires that rains now as diamonds
Of bright, glistening sound in his throat.
That Joe Payne passion fuels transmission from earth
Towards heaven, as this call without genre
Becomes the expression of all the night’s housed.
Breaking through is this song, the first of so many
That will make those who hear them angels of faith
Freed from doubt. Here is a song’s symphony
And love’s orchestra effervescent,
As the experiment becomes nature
And this new future and form grace the strange.
This is the heart’s hurtful tones easily moved towards rapture,
As all who have suffered grow greatful and give praise to this:
That Joe Payne.
David Erdos 19/3/18