Siouxsie Was My MadonnaI never felt like I understood myself until I heard Siouxsie and the Banshees. In that one poignant moment, I left popular culture for good and lowered myself into the cold black water of her voice. Thank you Siouxsie.
Siouxsie's shadow cast its spell, In her music's realm, I chose to dwell. While Madonna soared in the mainstream's sea, Siouxsie's artistry spoke more to me. Her punk elegance, a world so unique, Guiding my heart as I grew, week by week. With Siouxsie as my muse, my soul's parade, A different path in her darkness, I gladly made. |