It has been a journey of wonder, one of absolute hope and solid inspiration, not only for the musician but his ever rapidly growing army of appreciators, fans and those who for years have seen the evidence of his personality and incredible wisdom laid down in music form. For Robert Vincent making the most of his talent and his virtues is a base, a high marker in which he will not fall, yet beyond that it is the music that is king and one in which you can almost hear him argue passionately, “I’ll Make The Most Of My Sins.”
There are moments when the world, or at least certain people with decency in their hearts and the courage in their minds, is able to make a huge difference. There are many problems to be discussed, to be addressed and be solved, no matter how far we come as a civilisation, no matter the dizzy heights of industrial might, of reaching out beyond our mortal capability into the stars and the progress of technical know-how, people fall through the gaps. They become unseen, almost invisible, past the point of sight until they blur into their surroundings and whether it is through the actions of someone else or their own misfortune, brought on perhaps by a Government and others that just don’t care, the cracks open up regardless and the streets, the parks and the obscured shadows become the home of the dispossessed and the homeless.
In Robert Vincent, Liverpool has a giant of such lyrical repose, of such melancholic absolution, that he towers in virtue each time he steps out on to a stage, physically and musically. In his support to Paul Carrack, a man who also understands undeniably the truth that a song can bring to a person’s heart, Robert Vincent took the crowd on a journey, a sad one perhaps he may have joked, but one in which the legitimacy of melancholic praise and beauty was unconditional and pure.
As part of the Regional Mersey Head & Neck Cancer Centre charity evening event at the award winning Everyman Theatre, the audience, who had danced and partied to Crowded Scouse as if was the end of the year and were just awaiting the signal to start counting down the seconds to bring in 2015, were given the irresistible sound of one of Liverpool’s finest musicians to further send them into orbit. Who really needs the chimes of Big Ben hammering through the speakers and the often false gaiety that comes with cheering a large alarm clock when the audience inside the Everyman Theatre can have the delicious voice of Robert Vincent soothing their passage towards daybreak?
The humble compilation album can take many forms. In now what seems at times the dim and distant past, as distant to the younger generation coming through now as Sir Edmund Hilary’s and Tenzing Norgay’s ascent of Everest to those growing up in the 1970s, the past when to have your say in music meant taking the pick of the songs you may have proudly bought or even embarrassingly hidden away due to the absurdity of the song and placed onto a C90 tape and perhaps even then handed over with much ceremony to the person you perhaps fancied, the compilation stood for something pure.
They say there is strength in unity; it can, however that strength can be a double edged sword for in a lot of places the pride in which the artistic scene clubs together is all well and good but it doesn’t flourish because the nature of the sprawling city is not geared up to recognise the distinctiveness that resides at its heart.
It may seem incredible to some, but to those who truly get Robert Vincent, who have listened to the man and his album Life In Easy Steps and who have watched with awe and a bucket load of wonder at the tremendous talent that resides in the body of a music giant in the making, nothing really should ever come as a surprise. Whether performing at Leaf, The Unity Theatre and Camp and Furnace in Liverpool or out on the road supporting the legendary Paul Carrack for a few months, Rob Vincent is a performer who can make a jaw audibly drop from 30 feet in stunned appreciation.
There is a moment, a second of time about a minute into the first track of Anna Corcoran’s E.P., Anything Better, where you realise you are not just listening to a woman so adept at her piano but that she also writes incredibly evocative lyrics. She sings them with such a big smile upon her face that she is instantly transformed from another talented woman from Merseyside to somebody who is musically attainable but also unbelievably excellent at providing a narrative that crushes any resistance you might be able to put in her way.
Just under two weeks after releasing what is already a compelling contender for album of the year and Robert Vincent is a welcome surprise for those attending the first gig by Parlour Flames at The Epstein Theatre as he comes on stage to present five of the songs from his debut album.
It certainly was the type of gig that Robert Vincent thrives in, it’s personable, light and with just the right audience that will listen intently to what he has to say and with Robert’s lyrics, he really has a lot to say.
Remember this date, February 2013. If you purchase, borrow, lend or acquire Robert Vincent’s debut album Life In Easy Steps, it will be one of the most accessible, life affirming pieces of music that you are ever likely to hear, certainly this year and perhaps for the rest of the decade.
Such music is of course subjective, it always boils down to how the musician presents their image and thoughts onto you, others will agree and most will probably argue till they are blue in the face. If an album can reach into even the stoniest and hard hearted of souls and make them even quiver slightly, whether through excitement or pained and real memories then the album and the artist has done their job.