Frontmen, eh? Always hogging the limelight. Well, that is their job - to take the spotlight and seize the moment, driving their band ever forwards in the charge. That's all very well and good, but what's even cooler is subtlety.
You know what we're talking about - those bandmembers who resonate with an aching and understated cool, demanding your attention without even trying. A few simple understated gestures can prove to be pretty awesome.
Here's to them - 11 quietly cool rock stars.
3RDEYEGIRL: Yes, Prince is back and showing London and the UK why he still deserves to be seen as an icon - but can we all pause and pay some respect to his INCREDIBLE new band 3RDEYEGIRL? They sound incredible and are helping The Purple One rock harder than ever.
Troy Van Leeuwen (Queens Of The Stone Age): Yup, that scary looking dude in the suit next to ginger Rock God Josh Homme is pretty awesome too - check out his side-project Sweethead to see what we mean.
George Daniel (The 1975): Most people would struggle to even name the rest of The 1975 other than arresting frontman Matt Healy - which is a shame for their pretty damn cool drummer, George (why aren't there more rockstars called George?)
Dan Rothman (London Grammar): While frontwoman Hannah Reid is quickly becoming a modern icon, Dot is known for his remixes and massive hair, Dan admits that he can often get around pretty anonymously. The guitarist's quiet cool and calming sounds do make him a pretty interesting character, mind.
Ed O'Brien (Radiohead): Thom Yorke's place in music history is secured, and you can write a book on the epic presence of Johnny Greenwood - but can we take a moment to appreciate how amazing Ed O'Brien is please? Brilliant guitarist, lovely voice, spokesman for artists' rights and he looks really good too. We love you, Ed.
Jamie xx (The xx): There he is, hiding at the back, rarely opening his mouth but always exuding a nonchalant brilliance and making everything sound mesmeric and magnificent.
Alana Haim (Haim): The confident Danielle sings, the fiesty Este brings the sass and 'sexy' bass faces, Alana quietly rocks your face off - producing one of the funniest Twitter accounts ever in her spare time.
Adam Anderson (Hurts): Theo Hutchcraft is the vampiric gothic lord that sends so many teenage Eastern European girls' hearts a fluutter, while Mr Anderson stands away from the spotlight, adding to the melodrama with dark sounds and a wicked sense of humour.
Regine Chassagne (Arcade Fire): Probably the coolest Haitian in indie rock.
Jimmy Smith (Foals): Making the Foals live experience even more almighty and giving their sound way more phat beef, ladies and gentlemen, Jimmy Smith.
Joey Santiago (Pixies): All anyone ever seems to talk about is Black Francis or Kim Deal - but you don't become grunge icons without a pretty impressive right-hand man. Santiago's explosive guitar skills really are unmatched.
Dan Kessler (Interpol): The origin of all Interpol songs, not only is Mr Kessler the master of spinning their enigmatic sound, but he also wears a suit really well and can't half dance.
Nick Valensi (The Strokes): Both Julian Casablancas and Albert Hammond Jr have become celebrated solo stars, but don't forget the sharp skills and pirate chic of Mr Valensi. What a guy.
Jamie Cook (Arctic Monkeys): The headlines are always seized by Alex Turner's quiff and swagger and the cheeky banter of sticksman Matt Helders. We say everyone ought to pay a bit more attention to the dapper chap on the right - the towering and talented Mr Jamie Cook.
Sean Moore (Manic Street Preachers): Nicky Wire's the lyricist with a barbed tongue, James is axe-wielding golden voiced frontman, Richey is remembered as the beautiful poet - but what about our Sean? Known to fans as the quiet but smouldering man in the leather gloves who never ages, few are aware that he is a fundamental part of the Manics' songwriting - especially on the brilliant Futurology.
Chris Wolstenholme (Muse): When you think of the Devonshire space-rock trio, the first thing that springs to mind is probably Matt Bellamy's histrionic axe-shredding and madcap wailing or the cheeky antics of sticksman Dom Howard. However, holding it all together is the quiet and rock-like cool of Mr Chris Wolstenholme - the howling beast, and bass maetro.
