Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Those that strive to fit in lose something of themselves in the process, they intentionally misplace the ability to celebrate a uniqueness to which their destiny wrote for them with kindness; to stand proud and waving a flag of individual groove at the Misfit’s Jamboree should be the ultimate face of expression in a world that promotes blandness and the lacking of talent above the sincere matchless exclusivity offered by the creatively astute. 

Terence Blacker’s return to the airwaves is always welcome, to sit and take pleasure in his vision as he takes stock on themes and issues that others fear and in Misfit’s Jamboree that certainty of grace, the sly side eye and ability to discuss topics of genius substance are one again out in the open and full of mischief and poise.

At the heart of Terence Blacker’s ability is that rare sense of anarchy, the rebellious wit, and there is no course of action that others may employ to slow this carnival like appeal down.

The way we look at the ordinary and then discuss the implications that result from such discourse speaks volumes towards commitment, and as tracks such the opener No, Sorry, It’s Gone which witnesses our own decline when we start to forget the important and meaningful things, and then apologise for it, the excellent The Crying Game, Let’s Go Out And Pretend We’re Happy, the sardonic but truthful Everyone’s Annoying In Their Own Way, the wonderfully honest indictment of the lack of originality on everyday speech on the fantastic Clichéville and the ending of Singer’s Night, the taste of celebration becomes a pageant of extraordinary cool.

To be in the company of such a person’s inner thoughts and hear not just whispers but full and confident cavalcades of inner monologue given the freedom to be expressed with dynamic vocal intent, whilst all the time allowing the ponderings of the man to be seen as non-conformist and perhaps arguably individualistically rebellious is a sentiment of joy to be held by the listener with sheer pleasure.

Misfit’s Jamboree is glorious, it is unconventionally defiant without once breaking the walls of polite society; it is poetic, it is punk in its search for a different truth, and as ever Terence Blacker delivers with abundance.

Ian D. Hall