Elfin Bow, Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There is a certain majesty in the way that Elfin Bow presents her self-titled new album, not one of false regal misfortune but instead the type that is more natural, more ethereal, the type in which Tatiana would look upon her fellow fairies with pride or Juno, the wife of Jupiter would tease and rack the conscious of Tiresias whilst being the mother of all strong women in the Roman Empire; it is the majesty of innocence, of sublime spirit and protection and one that Elfin Bow, the superb Elizabeth Jones, wears well.

Mike Oldfield, Return To Ommadawn. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The gray mist of dawn is something we rarely see or feel anymore, unless we are fortunate to live in the wilds, the spectacular almost foreign fields, the wide outdoors with its forests and glens, its raging tormented rivers or its stone valleys, the dawn mist is anything but enticing, it is a languid orange white, polluted by yesterday’s disappointments and about as inspiring as a cold bath in the Arctic Circle. The gray mist in the hands of Mike Oldfield though is a wonder to behold, Time is endless, it has the draconian sense of a future set in stone and seemingly unavoidable and yet small cracks, fractures in random places which may signify nothing but when the final blow is delivered, reveals that Time is a mystery shrouded in sunshine.

Get Her, Flowerbed. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There is a hole, a missing piece of the jigsaw puzzle in Liverpool, one that stands out alongside her talented fellow Norwegian countrywomen, including the superb Kaya Herstad Carney, as they influenced and fashioned Liverpool for so long but have made their way to tickle the heart and seduce the soul of populaces of other towns and cities, and in some cases far away continents; this hole, this tear in the fabric of Liverpool has been greatly noticed and whilst the superb voice of Grethe Borsum has been missing from the day to day life of the city, at least thanks to the power of the internet, it is still possible to find that her music is still entrancing.

Accordian Heart.

I know you are alive,

last night in my dreams

I kissed you

sweetly on the lips, red rose,

your breathing silent but

your chest

Accordion like and sad lament

playing; I know

that you are alive

for I rarely

dream of the dead.


Ian D. Hall 2017

Alice Laybourne, Gig Review. The Brink, Liverpool. (2017).

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It is a sense of achievement that flows through the veins when you finally realise that the butterfly of hope and musical aspiration lands perfectly on your outstretched hand and you can sit in amazed wonder at just how fragile life can be but how also beautiful and exquisite it can appear when you truly see the wings beat in time with your own breath.

Pete King, Gig Review. The Brink, Liverpool. (2017).

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Sometimes you sit upon the shoulders of giants and the view is awe-inspiring, occasionally you get to watch a second generation musician come along and, whilst understanding they have their own belief in giants to contend with, you see the view they offer, from ground level, and it is one that shakes mountains.

David Barnicle, Gig Review. The Brink, Liverpool. (2017).

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Let the fates and the gods of irony roll as much dice as they wish, let Liam Neeson or Sir Laurence Olivier roam their fingers through their long, luxuriant beards as if contemplating humanity’s destiny and the fortune of one hero; for when you have talent and musical dogmatic authority on your side, the fates can roll the dice all they want, they can hamper your speech but they will never take away the power of the words or what they mean to the listener.

Gary Maginnis, Gig Review. The Brink, Liverpool. (2017).

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Let The Music Play On, a mantra for living, so much more vital in these desperate unfathomable times, in these moments in which swing from black moods and anger across every nation and in the souls of those who wish to bring destruction and mayhem to downbeat, the world is caving in on itself epochs; Let The Music Play On for it is the one thing that sooths the savage beast and keeps us in our place and grounded whilst giving us ultimate hope.

Derek King, Gig Review. The Brink, Liverpool. (2017).

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The much admired Jodie Schofield, the founder of the mantra Be Lovely Day, may have found herself in a different climate this last few months, but even having relocated to Cornwall, another pasture with its own sense of identity and which mirrors Liverpool perfectly, the artist’s excellent work carries on in a city that will never forget the music of SheBeat.


The cake sputtered cough

is hidden by the hand of polite demure,

debutantes in waiting, in another age,

stylish but now the crumbs filter down

and she eyes another slice of thinly

scrapped bread and only manages a smile,

secretive, she never let her lips show it,

when she bit into the egg and cress on white.

Her fingers gently touches the lip of her friend,

making a show of the mess a cucumber will make

and the table laughs it off, but inwardly

she draws deep excited breaths, the closest