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Romeo And Julius, Theatre Review. Everyman Theatre, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Cast: Richard Bremmer, Patrick Brennan, George Caple, Pauline Daniels, Laura Dos Santos, Emily Hughes, Tom Kanji, Asha Kingsley, Melanie La Barrie, Dean Nolan, Zelina Robeiro, Keddy Sutton, Liam Tobin, Isobel Balchin, Alice Corrigan, Poppy Hughes, Geirgie Lomax-Ford, Hannah McGowan, Chloe Nall-Smith, Catriona Chandler, Erin Clarke, Jordan Connerty, Stuie Dagnall, Will Flush, Jazmine Hayes, Amber Higgins, Jake Holmes, Chloe Hughes, Luke Logan, Jiacheng Lu, Niamh McCarthy, Lucy McCormack, Lacy McGurk, Nadia Mohamed Noor, Rachel Newnham, Jamie Pye, Keeley Ray, Nathan Russell, Samuel Serrano Roberts, Kalia Shaples, Darci Shaw, Esme Skinner, John Stephenson, Ellie Turner.

Romeo And Julius, Theatre Review. Everyman Theatre, Liverpool. full post

(487 words, estimated 1:57 mins reading time)

Sgt. Pepper’s Lads.

Would they still sound the same,

Sgt. Pepper’s lads,

no longer rehearsing near

the Band Stand on a Sunday morning,

the tuba and the clarinet

long since sold

to pay the debt incurred

whilst out of work from the Docks

and the stand against the tyrant witch,

but instead several members changed

and Sgt. Pepper long since dead.

They would carry his name

forth round Merseyside

and beyond, their own moustaches

as resplendent as their once noble leader

and two or three of the once young men

Sgt. Pepper’s Lads. full post

(239 words, estimated 57 secs reading time)

Oliver Light, The Clockwork Within. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Time is an illusion, yet it is one that humanity can no longer live without, for the passing of the day means nothing to our minds unless it is filled with notches, hourly, quarterly, each minute carefully allotted set tasks, moments in the sun, the sense that in the end light will follow dark and in between we have to fill the space around us with something, electronic or pulse driven, mechanical or solar, nothing truly represents Time than The Clockwork Within.

Oliver Light, The Clockwork Within. Album Review. full post

(453 words, 1 image, estimated 1:49 mins reading time)

Giovanni Cristino, 01. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7.5/10

Memory is something very precious, we are the sum of all that we remember and hold dear, even those moments in which we try our damndest to forget everything, can hold a sparkle of beauty that seems to be an island in a sea of perpetual troubles and yet one we cling to lest the memory fades of when we stood tall, when we stood for something that would hurt us because we saw the other side was wrong. Memory is after all, all we are and all we will be in the eyes of others and memory is amplified by the senses, none perhaps finer than the sense of sound.

Giovanni Cristino, 01. Album Review. full post

(359 words, 1 image, estimated 1:26 mins reading time)

Dying On My Feet, Theatre Review. Liverpool Art College, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Cast: Joanne Tremarco.

Death, arguably, is not the end; it is a state of being that continues in the hearts of those left behind, long after the last breathe has been drawn. The poets and artists have always been one to draw the subject as a next adventure, perhaps in keeping with Buddhism, the soul moving on from one umbilical cord to the next, the next chapter in a long reading list. It could also be a one shot, possible prize winning article, done and dusted regardless of how many words and the finest of by-lines are used.

Dying On My Feet, Theatre Review. Liverpool Art College, Liverpool. full post

(391 words, estimated 1:34 mins reading time)

Streak.

Be careful,

your bitch streak is showing

on your back,

it has been since you were neutered,

maimed and cut,

but then you were not that nice

before hand, so nothing really

has changed, you still are mean,

self centred and opinionated,

you still demand absolute loyalty

whilst not willing to give back

a semblance

of humanity,

of thought;

your bitch streak is showing

my once spayed friend,

but over time your cruelty

has become like sand,

one to thrown to the winds.

Streak. full post

(90 words, estimated 22 secs reading time)

When I See The Police Carry Arms.

A policeman with a gun

patrolling the perimeter

of the Bull Ring

whilst I watch on,

a deep furrowed look

on my face

and the steam from the tea

wrestling with the open air

opens the memory

of seeing such a thing in New York.

Policed by consent, yet bullets on British streets,

a tag line for the latest West End Show,

doesn’t have the same ring as

Bullets over Broadway,

isn’t as deadly, as yet,

as bullets over Baghdad

and inside I feel fear,

When I See The Police Carry Arms. full post

(168 words, estimated 40 secs reading time)

Kiss, Gig Review. Barclaycard Arena, Birmingham.

Liverpool Sound And Vision Rating * * * * *

Kiss in Birmingham, May 2017. Photograph by Ian D. Hall.

The art of the showman may entail many effects, a stage full of experience, the sprinkle of dust wherever possible, the unrelenting passion to pull off the impossible and the big sonic boom in which to thrill the audience with, that moment in which a crowd goes nuts, in which the night was well and truly owned by the fantastic and the sheer delightful.

Kiss, Gig Review. Barclaycard Arena, Birmingham. full post

(486 words, 1 image, estimated 1:57 mins reading time)

In Praise Of Hector.

A different dog,

not scary, not out to bite me,

panted as if the world had been spinning

at a million miles an hour

and he had been close

enough to chase his tail,

playful enough to grin

and make my sister’s home

the point of existence,

to put a smile on my face.

I had forgot just what a dog

could bring to your soul,

in praise

even when for the 50th time

they stick their nose

in your crotch

and leave you the slobbery ball,

In Praise Of Hector. full post

(113 words, estimated 27 secs reading time)

Ben Bostick, Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

The outsider, the recluse from the world, of doing things in the perceived normal way or the genius native who sees life for what it truly can be, extraordinary, uncommon and peculiar, out in the open and not closeted away in a studio, forever thinking of the next album, always in demand by the managers and the representatives rather than the true believers, those that take their time out to see you perform, even a boardwalk, up to your neck in songs that might never reach the world but for a brief moment thrill the ears of those walking by.

Ben Bostick, Album Review. full post

(437 words, 1 image, estimated 1:45 mins reading time)