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Matchstickmen, From Our Own Ashes. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

On fire, blazing with so much anger and hope that the only thing that might compare to a match held up close to the eye is seeing the Sun being so much in focus that the Earth may as well be hurtling towards its intense solitary star; Matchstickmen, the snare and crackle of Lucifer’s tip with added muscle of songs that radiate and roar like the finest stoked fire in a Scottish Highland’s castle on New Year’s Eve, it is the fact that Matchstickmen have produced such a fine and wonderful album that From Our Own Ashes somehow is going to be comfortably one of the great hard rock albums of the year.

Matchstickmen, Imperfection. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

A year can go past so very quickly, projects thought of in the death throes of a winter’s evening with a crackling fire warming the blood and the imagination stirring the pot of what the coming period ahead can be shaped like, can soon all turn to nought. The same wandering thoughts will forever turn on an ever shortening wheel; it is the imperfection that maps out our lives with frightening terminal abandon.

Matchstickmen, Cheap Little Thrill. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

When a single gets released in time for the summer, the hopes of it being an anthem, to take on a life of its own and being heard sang under the breaths of women, men and children alike, as if the sunshine and decent weather makes people more susceptible to the sound of the light and breezy and the harmonies laid down, and the song becomes the over-riding memory aid when discussing where you were and what you did. The light and the breezy, everybody’s favourite Beach Boy track can sit in that particular slot.