Music Metaphors, Analogies and Similes

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An oxygen mask and tank suitable for use backstage at the gig of an ageing rocker.

The choir harmonises but still sounds like alien radio messages whining in from deep space.

Music is the lingua franca spoken by angels.

Rock n' Roll has built-in obsolescence just as if cars lasted for 40 years then people wouldn't buy new ones. The music industry expects rock stars to burn out quicker than a snowflake on a hot stove.

As graceful as a Chopin ending.

Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.

The band timed jazz notes like Dalí's watches.

Kerry claims to be as fit as a fiddle, but her shape is more reminiscent of a double bass.

I attempted to twist my rock guitar chords into a double helix.

Going to the opera, like getting drunk, is a sin that carries its own punishment.

Architecture is frozen music.

Composition indeed! Decomposition is the proper word for such hateful fungi.

Michael Bolton sounds like he's having his teeth drilled by Helen Keller.

Yoko Ono sang like an eagle being goosed.

MTV is to music what KFC is to chicken.

Cilla's voice is like labour pains set to military bagpipes.

Pete Doherty's singing is a tuneless whining noise, like a live lobster being boiled.

Prince's guitar hit the high note of the song with an intensity equal to the combined total of Metallica's entire catalogue. That note is still travelling from the Earth out into space — but at the speed of light!

That's more full of hollow boasting than a Manchester pop musician.

Military justice is to justice as military music is to music.

Dance music is the thump of a giant moron knocking in an endless nail.

His recorded love songs swelled to became planets with their own powerful gravitational fields.

Dylan is the Picasso of pop music.

Pop music is about stealing pocket money from children.

Simple and basic to our ears like the plinky-plonky percussion sounds of 1980s electro-pop.

The jazz trumpeter's version of the theme was hypnotic and repetitive: he switched backwards and forwards between two chords for five minutes, or pulled a tune to pieces like someone subtracting petals from a flower.

Singing like a hoarse tomcat with its tail caught in the clothes wringer.