Category Archives: Music

Three Minute Hero, The Leaving Of San Francisco. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The very name evokes images that split the heart, the mind and the emotions contained within. To some San Francisco is a by word of an era that never lived up to its potential, a symbolic gesture now dashed upon the rocks of commercialism, of a thought that has come to despise such notions of free love, radical politics and anti-war truth and made to cheapen them, made to see the age of Aquarius as nothing more than a desperate attempt to lead humanity away from the dogma of Capitalism.

The Spook School, Could It Be Different. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We live thankfully in an age when being different is not only accepted, but it is celebrated as well. Culturally, aesthetically, outward looking, inward felling, to be diverse, to want to show your true self to the world is not only healthy but it is right. The rights of many have come a long way but perhaps arguably not far enough and as the songs of The Spook School’s third album heavily persuade, Could It Be Different, well we can all but hope that humanity steers itself in the right direction.

Midlane, The Bitter Before The Sweet. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It is a lesson we all hope we never have to experience, but there is no denying that we all go through it at some point or another and in the end the result can be one of relief, one of tender emotion, one of the most gigantic roar, like a bowler finally displacing the wicket of a troublesome and stubborn batsman or the surgeon expanding every piece of skill in her possession in removing a tumour; it is The Bitter Before The Sweet that makes life more optimistic, more fruitful and also a finer moment in which to give back with two fingers to those who caused harsh resentment in the first place.

Elijah James and The Nightmares, Live From Elevator Studios. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision * * * * *

To have it all and yet be humble, to possess the voice and heart of a lion and yet be as sensitive as a field of poppies in full bloom or as wondrous as the first sighting of a masterpiece on an artist’s easel, to see it all unfold before your own eyes, that is one of the great gifts of existence and one that the music fan rarely gets to witness or the reader of poetry and the great British novel can only guess at.

Joe Satriani, What Happens Next. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10


There may be no words needed, no sentence passed or phrase expressed in admonishment at the way the world is heading into an abyss of its own making and yet sometimes, a musical intellect will say it best when they allow the instrument of their choice, their weapon of anger in which to wield against the pseudo whizz kids and politically emotional unstable who see the world as a plaything and whose own words are destructive and callous, even when reduced to the insensibility of a hundred tweets.

Rhiannon Scutt, #9 E.P. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Rhiannon Scutt may be known as one half of the fabulous Folk couple Rita Payne but she also deserves the accolade of holding her own name in assurance with a sense of clarity to which some might find their own identity consumed by all that has gone before. Identity is important, it is the madness of our own lives that makes what we absorb so tangible, a conviction that no matter how small the chapter at that point in time is, what can emerge is one built on conviction.

Gavin Sutherland, Wireless Connection. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Once the maker of A Curious Noise, now the man to whom holds the keys to the Wireless Connection; Gavin Sutherland’s sense of musical purity knows no earthly bounds. The static that others may find on their dial as they speed through the signals and the indicators of life, the crackle and the hiss as their motion is deemed to be clumsy, heavy handed and liable to pull the control off in frustration, is simply treated with elegance and grace by the man who sees Roots and Americana as a relationship worth preserving and who sees no issue with offering it to the listening public as a link in which to enjoy together.

A Million Machines. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There is two ways to look at the way we have come to rely on machines in our daily lives, one that it has lead down a road of frightening, arts led dystopia, a nightmare vision in which every aspect of our lives has become subservient to the ghost in the shell, or we can look upon it as the only crowning glory we have truly been able to convince ourselves that was worth all the effort; Utopian hooks and creativity beyond the original human thought or a nightmare we can never awake from properly.

Shed Seven, Instant Pleasures. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It has been a long, often lonely, wait for any sign of a new Shed Seven album to come out. Break ups and the seemingly self decline of the period in which they were born into, placed together with others in the elaborate styling’s of  Brit-Pop, an anger and a rage that perhaps didn’t truly reflect their persona or the way they played. Some moments in life though are full to the brim of the immediate and the gratifying; some have the Instant Pleasures woven through them like writing in a never ending stick of rock.

Jane Lee Hooker, Spiritus. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There is the relentless and well deserved swagger that can be observed and felt when watching a band from New York City play out their songs on stage in one of the myriad of venues, bars and music halls that light up the brightest place on Earth.

It is a swagger that is not born of boastfulness or the anger of arrogance, but one that infects the artist with just cause; play in New York and you can put reservations down anywhere because the spirit of the city has got inside you and shines vibrantly. It is a with pleasure to see that vibrant intensity pushing the strut, the flag flying high parade of Jane Lee Hooker as they release their new album Spiritus.