Colorado Springs has a secret, and she doesn’t plan on keeping it hidden for long. Alyssa Mongiovi — singer, songwriter, dreamer with a guitar slung low on her shoulder — just dropped her new single Poet, and it’s the kind of tune that makes your chest tighten before it loosens you up enough to scream along.
There’s something wild about Alyssa on a stage. She plugs in, leans hard on that first chord, and suddenly the room belongs to her. You can hear shades of the voices she grew up with — a little Ella Fitzgerald sparkle, a Beatles-style hook, Dylan grit if Dylan had been raised on Zeppelin records — but what comes out of her isn’t homage. It’s personal. Immediate. Raw.
And Poet? That one digs deep. It’s bluesy rock with teeth, but underneath there’s this confession: wanting to be seen, not as some character in someone else’s play, but as the messy, fighting, unpolished human she really is. She calls out the ones who thought they knew her, who tried to mold her into something else. Then she throws it right back in their face with a chorus that feels like both a middle finger and freedom.
The first time you hear it, you nod your head. The second time, you’re shouting along like you’ve lived it yourself. That’s what the best rock songs do — they smuggle your own heartbreak and your own defiance in through the speakers and make you feel less alone.
It almost didn’t happen, though. Not too long ago, Alyssa was stuck behind a desk in a corporate office, cashing a paycheck but watching her spark fade. Nights she wasn’t sleeping, she was writing. Those songs stacked up until she couldn’t ignore them anymore. “Poet” came barreling out in that season like a lifeline. A year later, teamed up with producer Alex Houton, it turned into the track that just might kick the door open for her.
There’s beauty in how rough it feels. The same way you love hearing the crackle of an old vinyl record, or the way imperfections in someone’s voice make it sound more real. Alyssa doesn’t polish away the edges. She leans into them, and that’s why it sticks.
Live, it’s even better. If you’re anywhere near Colorado in the next couple weeks, catch her before she’s playing bigger stages. September 4 at Two Moons Hall in Denver for Battle of the Bands, September 25 at Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, November 17 at Sunshine Studios Live.
Alyssa isn’t chasing trends. She’s writing because she has to, because if she didn’t, she wouldn’t sleep. That urgency burns through every lyric, every note. Poet is only her opening shot. The word is she’s working on a five‑song EP — no big declarations, no polished billboard promise, just more music that’s already burning a hole in her notebook. If “Poet” is any clue, it won’t be tame.
Play it once, play it twice. The thing about a song like this is it doesn’t politely step into your life. It barges in, kicks its boots off, and stays a while. Alyssa Mongiovi has found her fire again, and whether you catch her live or blast her in your headphones at midnight, you’ll feel it. That’s the point.
For upcoming shows and tickets, visit: https://alyssamongiovi.com/shows
