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Rush, Hold Your Fire. 25th Anniversary Retrospective.

Originally published by L.S. Media. September 8th 2012.

Two albums in a matter of days by the some of the kings of Progressive Rock may have had fans of the genre in apoplexy, a state of progressive nirvana that would see them upbeat about the state and nature of Progressive rock towards the end of the 1980’s. For some the disappointment of Pink Floyd’s A Momentary Lapse of Reasonwas coupled with how Progressive Rock would fare in the brave new world of resurgent electronica music and soap stars becoming music personalities.

Pink Floyd, A Momentary Lapse Of Reason. 25th Anniversary Retrospective.

Originally published by L.S. Media. September 7th 2012.

A Momentary Lapse of Reason was the first Pink Floyd album since Roger Waters had left the band in 1985 and it didn’t nearly happen. Originally intended as a David Gilmour solo album, Momentary… suddenly became a vehicle for David Gilmour to show that the Pink Floyd name wasn’t dead and buried, “a spent force”  as Roger Waters had suggested. Joined by drummer Nick Mason, the only member of Floyd to have played on every album, Momentary… was for the new look Floyd as The Final Cutwas for the band as they started to disintegrate and ultimately go their own way.

Pet Shop Boys, Actually. 25th Anniversary Retrospective.

Originally published by L.S. Media. September 6th 2012.

It is considered amongst one of the finest of the band’s long recording history and for fans of the Pet Shops Boys it is regarded as almost near perfect as is possible for them to have achieved.

On the 25th anniversary of the album’s release, Actually still stands as almost required listening, not just to the huge fan base that the Pet Shop Boys have garnered and kept over the period of time but to any historian or lover of music genres.

True Romance.

Her wardrobes were full of designer clothes

That she knew she could not afford

Without the help of her credit cards.

Each Friday night a new skirt or dress

To make her latest lover impressed.

Every Sunday she would start afresh

As she realised that the latest one

Was nothing but a bore, not interested

In the long term, just the now and here.

On the shelf at eighteen is a terrible fear.

Her advice came thick and fast

From sex columnists in thousands of mag’s

That littered the floor, discarded

Facial Expressions.

 In a tear, a lifetime’s sadness is shown.

In a tear, all manners of images are exposed.

In a tear, life can end.

In a tear, broken hearts mend.

In a smile, friends become lovers.

In a smile, true feelings uncover.

In a smile, people fall for strangers.

In a smile, we face the greatest dangers.

In a laugh, heroes stand tall.

In a laugh, comedians hear the audience call.

In a laugh, there is unity in a nation.

In a laugh, lies love’s greatest potion.

So Lonely You.

The lonely voice echoes down the multiplex of wires.

Each wire holds her cries for a second before

Passing them on to its neighbour without care.

For what do wires care about the fate of a single tear?

Without effort, I listen as the story falters from one

To the next, I know you need me there to chase away the liars.

“Please insert fifty cents to hear real desperation users.”

Comes a metallic voice full of the joys of spring.

I dare it to bid us, “Have a nice day!”

For The Love Of An Older Woman.

I saw a photograph of her years ago, stately, beckoning.

I knew she was so much older than me

And that many people, men as well as women had loved

Her beauty as much as I did now. She seemed to symbolise

Everything I ever wanted. I was in love, I was mesmerised.

 

She was so far away. So for many years I could by dream

Of being with her, my heart ached and my thoughts ranged

To the day when I would say, “It’s me my lady, I made it!

Missing You.

Missing You

 

She introduced me to the pleasure of friendship,

She made me realise the pain of love.

She saw how much I hurt, what her aching had made me become.

A quivering wreck, an emotional fool!

My heart no longer still, in time with the savages drum.

The taste, tantalising and slow

Regret that I never once told her what she meant to me.

All those years from childhood to near death

And she said, “That this moment was for me, my reward.”

For friendship will prevail, it’s all that’s left.

Dreamboats And Petticoats, Theatre Review. Empire Theatre, Liverpool.

Cast: Graeme Henderson, Francesca Loran, Adam Howard, Mathew Quinn, Chris Coxen, Christopher Wheeler, Tristan Pate, David Ribi, Josh Little, Samantha Dorrance, Katie Birtill, Anna Campkin, Ben James-Ellis, Christopher Fry, James Nitti, Robbie Durham, Emily O’ Keefe.

The past is a foreign country, as the saying goes. However the early sixties is still fresh in our minds as it bought the fashions, the music and the second wave generations of teenagers ready to find their own way, their own style and stamp their time on the following decades and those that would follow them.

You’ll Never Walk Alone, Theatre Review. Royal Court Theatre, Liverpool.

Cast: Pauline Daniels, Chris Grahamson, Howard Gray, Jamie Hampson, Adam Keast, Dan McIntyre, Mark Moraghan, Anthony Watson, Lenny Wood.

It seems to anyone from outside the city of Liverpool, that whenever they come here for their shopping trips their days out or just to catch the ferry to Ireland that all Liverpool folk talk about is football.

From little old ladies waiting for the bus in Queen’s Square, to the bars and clubs of the town centre and even discussions in barbers and hairdressers from Aigburth to Bootle to Kirby, it’s either red or blue and nothing else matters.