Jimmy And The Revolvers, Sunday Morning. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

To anyone had the misfortune not have been around when the sound of music from Liverpool dominated the charts and audiences every couldn’t get enough of the Merseybeat, the constant niggle of not seeing some of the legendary bands and musicians perform live, to having that tingle of excitement when the fledgling radio stations dare play a song by the ever increasingly popular music is something that you have to push down deep into the pit of your stomach and walk away before the evil and destructive nature of jealousy becomes too over whelming.

Even if you caught the second great wave that included the likes of Echo and The Bunnymen, The Icicle Works, The Lightning Seeds and all other great acts in between, it only serves to notice in big black ink that Liverpool is the city of musical invention like no other. The 21st Century has heightened that feeling and even if you weren’t there for all the bands that paved the way in the ever receding past, the groups and artists that are carrying on the torch deserve respect and praise. In amongst it all, riding the musical maelstrom that sees people from all over the world flock to the city in search of the well played note, either to listen to or to take part in, is Jimmy and The Revolvers, a great band, a fantastic band, to catch live and who also carry it off superbly on their E.P Sunday Morning.

Lively to the point of youthful dominance, the E.P. is like listening to a mixture of the upbeat quality of the sixties and a musical version of watching the legendary Liverpool footballer Steve Heighway dance and weave through tough defences. The tracks show Jay Rehm’s acoustic ability off to full effect and aided the tremendous bass of Kurt Riley, the power of Ash Downes drums and Jimmy Moon’s imagination and splendid guitar work they hum as if the ghosts of those that have walked the streets of the port city are holding their hand and nodding in immense approval.

The power of word play is important, the well written lyric encapsulating a feeling and in Little Black Book that feeling, the desire of music, is one that can transport you straight to your teenage years and capture a moment which may have been lost and place a smile upon anyone’s face.

Not so much an E.P. but a diary entry written by the conscious, a letter written with adoration to the past but facing towards a great future. An absolute belter of an E.P.!

Ian D. Hall