Mondo Cozmo is an experience. His connection to his songs is so intense your eyes widen as you watch a man sing to music like it was a female angel above his audience: enticing him to join Heaven and leave his hellish ways. Cozmo’s music will set the world ablaze by capturing the greatest fight of any soul: its lightness versus its darkness.
As Cozmo approached the stage, I could not help but be drawn to his forearm tattoo. It was the divided face of a haggard man, with one half looking demonic while the other looked like it was barely keeping together a creepy smile. Above this face was an elaborate crown. The tattoo was impactful on sight, but, after the performance, became an important emblem to Cozmo’s style. His lyrics are filled with the tears and tussles of a man trying to do right even if wrong feels better or like a quicker good. He fully represents the legendary rock n roll personas, from Bowie to Zepplin, who were like firecrackers on the stage of life; you did not know if they would shine or go off. Yet, that frenetic energy gave them world renown and followings, and. after Mondo Cozmo’s Baby’s All Right performance, I could see the same for him. He is 100% memorable and genuine when he sings. You know he feels his music with a depth that transforms it into a being Cozmo is both obsessed and in love with. He jumps around and physically sprints into his guitar riffs like a child un-wrapping Christmas gifts. For Cozmo, the stage is a cathartic home where he releases thoughts of pain and wonder, in exchange, for crowd cheers and pure adrenaline.
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There is an edginess to Mondo Cozmo’s persona that makes his songs come off like threads, of which the audience catches in hopes to sew through his turmoils and dreams. Songs like “Plastic Soul”, which he wrote for David Bowie, bring out the abstract fantasies and idealism of a man who sees his spirit as a stream coursing through time. While other tracks like “Sixes And Sevens” is a rock n’ roll homage to hard choices, rough women, and the stacks of beer you encounter when you treat life like it has no end. Cozmo’s lyrics range from universal to intimately personal, but mutually reflect his desire to figure out how he is an individual working within the masses and in life’s time-frame, which feel both endless and too short. He exudes this pensiveness through a voice that is rich and wrecked with emotions. He can yell like he is crying out to Desperation, itself, or croon like he is trying to convince the music angel, I previously mentioned, that he is worth her. Overall, his vocals are frothed with rasp and range, which enthralled the viewers who felt his 30 minute set could last forever because of the joyful rush it gave them.
I cannot reiterate enough that Mondo Cozmo is an experience. He treats music like a drug that makes him see life from higher perspective. As each song hits his mind and soul, all he can do is sing to viewers and leap the expressions that come from his visions. Such a performance is worth seeing, especially now, because in the future it will be quite an expensive ticket. For More Information On Mondo Cozmo Click Here.