Alyssa Mongiovi Finds Her Voice, Loudly, with “Poet”

Let’s be honest, we’ve all met a “Poet.” You know the type. The one who thinks your life, your pain, your whole damn existence is just material for their next great work. They watch you, they write about you, they turn you into a two-dimensional character in a story you never agreed to be in. They see a sonnet where you see a messy, complicated human being. And you’re just supposed to be flattered.

Alyssa Mongiovi is not flattered. She’s pissed off. And thank God for that, because it’s given us “Poet,” her absolute blowtorch of a sophomore single.

From the first note, this song sets a distinct mood. The track opens with a shimmering, almost melancholic melody that feels instantly atmospheric. Then Mongiovi’s voice enters, carrying a bone-deep weariness that tells a story before the words fully register. She sings, “I’m still open to love / But I’m not the romantic type,” making it sound less like a confession and more like a firm warning.

Then comes the chorus, and the whole thing just explodes. It’s a Molotov cocktail of righteous anger and glorious, hard-won freedom. When she belts out, “You call yourself a poet / You couldn’t write when you couldn’t learn more,” It’s an anthem for anyone who’s ever had to fight to be seen for who they really are. This is the sound you make when you finally get your voice back. It’s meant to be screamed along to in your car, windows down, giving the middle finger to anyone who ever tried to put you in a box.

This song wasn’t cooked up in a sterile writing room. It was forged in the soul-crushing fluorescent hum of a corporate job Mongiovi hated. She was living a life that felt like a bad suit—good title, fit all wrong. It wasn’t until she started playing cover gigs at night that the music inside her, the stuff that had been dormant for years, came roaring back to life. She basically worked a job she despised for a year just to pay for the studio time to record the soundtrack to her own liberation. You can’t fake that kind of backstory, and you can hear that sacrifice in every raw note.

Working with producer Alex Houton, she bottled that lightning. The track is raw but focused, channeling the swagger of classic rock and the storytelling guts of old-school country, all held together by a voice that can both soothe and shred. This is her story, plain and simple. As she puts it, “I don’t want to be anyone’s muse; I want to be the one with the pen.”

Mission accomplished. “Poet” isn’t just a great follow up to her debut, Silence. It’s a statement of intent. It’s a reminder that the best art comes from truth, and sometimes the truth is loud, messy, and unapologetic.

See Her Live (You should.)

If this is what she sounds like on a record, you owe it to yourself to see what she does to a stage. Go see her. Tickets are available through her website: https://alyssamongiovi.com

● Thurs, Sept 25 @ 7:00 PM: Tails, Tunes & Tastes at Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, Colorado Springs

● Sun, Oct 5 @ 5:00 PM: Larimer Lounge, Denver (with I’m A Boy, Model Enterprise, Toddy Ivy)

● Fri, Oct 17 @ 6:00 PM: Trick R’ Treat Tribute Night at Oskar Blues, Colorado Springs

● Mon, Nov 17 @ 6:00 PM: TRAPT (Full Band Acoustic Show) at Sunshine Studios Live, Colorado Springs

● Fri, Nov 28 @ 7:00 PM: The Black Rose Acoustic Society at The Black Forest Community Center, Colorado Springs