Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
The sound of a soft lament escapes from the mouthpiece of a trumpet, the stark image of a fallen comrade, friend or hero fills the room and the devastation of loss is something tangible; it grasps at the air and enthuses a type of faith, faith that despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, everything will turn out just fine.
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It seems impossible these days to think of Kerry Ellis as anything but an established performer of great quality. A vocalist whose voice can send shivers the spine and whose work, especially in recent times with Queen’s Brian May, has been nothing but jaw-droppingly good. On the back of all that it is of no surprise that Kerry Ellis has returned once more to the world of theatre for an album of show tunes and highly thought of songs for her fourth album and strikingly eponymously titled
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Watching Buckle Tongue on stage as they deliver songs from their long awaited debut E.P., one of the many rampaging thoughts that takes pulls up an armchair, helps itself to a large glass of the most expensive whisky in the side cabinet and then chucks the half-drunk contents onto the roaring fire is that this how audiences must have felt when watching Iron Maiden perform their sets in the East End’s The Rainbow or how early fans felt their heart roar at the expansive noise laid out before them at The Whisky A Go-Go or The Concert Factory as Metallica took the stage.
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The distance between our lives has got to the point where to feel disconnected from society is perhaps a prospect that many arguably feel. Nearly seven billion people on a planet and yet life can feel as lonely in a crowded, bustling and sophisticated city as it can standing at the very top of the world in which the only company is a polar bear with an appetite so large that it mentally makes a menu of your body parts. What keeps us together in one form or another is music, it may divide opinion, one genre’s greatness in one set of senses is another’s form of torture, but it certainly unites those who see the devastating beauty in it.
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Fear is the mother of Hope, without one you cannot have the other, without them both the world makes as much sense as dumping a lorry load of nettle leafs into molten gold and selling the remains to the people of Sark in exchange for the island’s entire bicycle collection. Some things just don’t make sense.
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There are moments that stick in the mind more clearly than others, the instant when you witness something so extraordinary, when you hear something so surprisingly exceptional that not only do the hairs on the back stand up on the back of the neck, they wave remarkably in the strong gust of future expectation and are strong enough to withstand the wear and tear of a flag being run up and down them for a dozen years.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Peter Capaldi, Jenna Coleman, Samuel Anderson, Remi Gooding, Robert Goodman, Kiran Shah.
Listen, the biggest secret of them all, the one that is always hidden in plain sight but never quite shows itself; does the Doctor know fear?
It is a question that seems to be skirted round, passed over or answered in such a way that it makes the very action in which The Doctor resolves the problem is one of false bravado. It makes the loyal viewer, the unremitting fan, feel better about themselves because no matter what The Doctor has the answers.
With a debut E.P. due out, a gig at Leaf to look forward to and college work to do, perhaps the last thing that stunning singer and guitar player needed to was to sit down and talk about music at F.A.C.T. However, it is the measure of the woman who sits down in front of me, with a certain style that seems beyond her young years, sips on a cranberry juice and is readily forthcoming about her passion for music.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
If the word division has been on people’s lips of late, it could be seen as understandable. Everywhere you care to look, no matter what side you feel you are either urged to take or come too of your own research and accord, division is everywhere. It is in every fabric of society and seems so deeply engrained that even if a nation or family votes in a majority in favour of something, the arguments it has caused are going to live long in the memory.
Middle Age I have found to be a painful reminder
of melancholy memory. I tell myself that I am not old,
nor scared of what is to come, the hurt of loss, the fragility of kindness,
that I have these greying bags under my blue eyes not because I am tired,
exhausted with continuous running and pulls on my time,
nor wish for a deep dreamless sleep every night
in which nightmares are also kept at bay without the aid
of a chain of garlic slices hung around my fattening neck,