During an idle moment the other day I scribbled down the great music frontmen I’ve seen live. Josh Homme from Queens of the Stone Age was like a ginger Elvis and totally riveting. Liam Gallagher was magnetic. For pure pop entertainment and ridiculously brilliant dancing, there’s nobody better than Justin Timberlake. I remembered being terrified of Kasabian singer Tom Meighan’s anarchy. Similarly, Richard Ashcroft also seemed to be in a bad mood – but in a good way. George Michael was old-fashioned charm and professionalism, accompanied by a sublime voice. Matt Bellamy from Muse, Coldplay’s Chris Martin, Tom Chaplin from Keane and Alex Turner of Arctic Monkeys were all fizzing balls of jerky, crowd-pleasing energy while Guy Garvey from Elbow created a feelgood unity in the room that made me weep with joy.
The greatest frontman in music: Depeche Mode’s Dave Gahan
Words by Rob Chilton