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Katie Mac, Let’s Fall Asleep. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The Bard may have put it in such a way that many will quote him without even realising they are doing it, but the act of sleep, deprived to many, enjoyed by the multitude, comes with its own peculiarities, rituals and habits as any function of human existence; for Katie Mac the pleasing musical demeanour, the lowering and persistent highs that come with the plea of Let’s Fall Asleep are enough to drive temptation firmly into view.

Idlewild, Everything Ever Written. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It has been six long years since Scottish superstars Idlewild unleashed their form of independent rock onto the nations that make up the British Isles, six years in which the sartorial elegance of lyrics designed to make you think harder than sitting down to an exam in which you have not read any of the corresponding works, the questions written in Latin and with only five minutes to write down a 1000 words.

Madness Dwells Within…

Madness dwells within each of us, for some

the normality of the sacrifice to the death of Kings

reveals itself in their actions, the jealous zeal

in which they covet everything but life itself

and the dishonesty of their envious desires.

 

For others though it unwraps and unfolds like a

forgotten parchment,

a map of places unseen, of continents lost and drowned

far below the surface of Earth’s majesty;

of a building with secret time decayed, narrowed

dusty and cobwebbed tunnels that bid warning

The Bellamy Brothers, 40 Years: The Album, Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There are not many bands or artists who would be comfortable with releasing a new set of songs in the same box as 20 of their previous hits and instantly recognisable songs, the pressure of comparison, of easily accessed contrast is perhaps a release too far for most groups to skip round. Having a best of is all right, especially if it does introduce a newer crowd to the table and have them bathing in what is effectively some of the great songs of the genre; but to put them alongside in the same packaging with a brand new experience, that perhaps is taking the point of dedication too far. Not for the Bellamy Brothers though as their new and old recording of 40 Years :The Album attests.

Nina Fian, The Fallen Angel. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Vienna is seen as one of the true birthplaces of European culture, a place of romance, of music that powders the soul and alludes to setting the explosive keg of at all times and a city that has been as much divided by strife, politics and internal divisions for centuries. It has suffered and it has been glorified, it has been in many cases forgotten and it has been celebrated and any music that comes out of that resurgent city should be seen as powerful reflection of the dominant and prevailing times that it is living in.

A Phonebox Knight.

There was a time

before time,

somewhere around the end

of the decade of lost hope

that was known  as the 1980s

in which being given a phone number

by the girl

you liked

was as prized as any medal

or award handed out by the state

or the unsaid respect of your mum and dad.

That number was hard won,

it was the mark of envy

perhaps in  other’s eyes and the sudden realisation

that what came next was love’s equivalent

to standing in a closed forbidding

Emily Portman, Coracle. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The feeling of the fancy of the notions of spectral unseen beings are abound throughout the new album from Emily Portman, so much so that Coracle is more than a set of songs loosely tied together by packaging and a set of songs that glide across the listener’s attention; Coracle is arguably the philosophy of the spirit transformed and given life.

Philosophy is always subjective, like the thoughts of an English Literature student groping in mid air for the one true reason of why a poet’s work fits the ethos of existence and yet when the answer comes, it blinks wildly with the excited charms of a robin fending off a seagull from its nest.

Quills, The Spirit Level. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The idea of Utopia is based upon equality, a brotherhood which is unbreakable and insurmountable, a breath in which all come to together as one and the equilibrium cannot be challenged.

The Spirit Level, the machine on which all sturdy foundations are built, the simplest but most invaluable of all tools reflects that harmony of which Utopia is based. If the bubble, the spirit in the level is even just a fraction out it can lead to disaster. After all ethanol may produce a straight line in which life must be balanced but it can also be a volatile mixture placed in the wrong hands.

Jersey Boys, Theatre Review. Empire Theatre, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Cast: Tim Driesen, Sam Ferriday, Lewis Griffiths, Stephen Webb, Amelia Adams-Pearce, Charlie Allen, Damien Buhagiar, Henry Davis, Leanne Garretty, Matt Gillett, Dayle Hodge, Sean Kingsley, Dan Krikler, Sinead Long, Nathaniel Morrison, Luke Morton, Dominic Smith.

 

Truth is always stranger than fiction, especially it seems when it comes out of the state of New Jersey. From the shores of Cape May, through to the boulevards and gambling houses of Atlantic City to the alter ego and sometimes expensive reminder of American life in Newark. Truth is what keeps you out of harm’s way, talent, talent gets you noticed and when you have the ability to combine both truth and talent, that’s when you have a sure fire hit in Jersey Boys.

The Last Action Of A Mad Poet In Italy.

They called the poet a fool for running to Italy

on the day he broke a thousand hearts,

yet even as the last maiden cried out in a mournful

repose and beat her now discarded breasts,

her long fingernails

biting deep down under that velvet, ivory white skin

and drawing blood that eventually found its way

to the oblivion of the dusty floor, licked clean by mites

and the might not haves running through her brain,

the fool, the poet and the madman all

became as one.