Category Archives: Music

Tito Jackson, Under Your Spell. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Wheels Keep Turning, and the world continues to revolve from fad to fad and from new sensation to unfamiliar experience, and yet every so often we fall under the influence of something new from a mature virtuoso, and we wonder how they managed to expertly get under our skin, into our minds, and hear ourselves say with pride as each track plays out, “We are Under Your Spell, and it feels great.”

Mordred, The Dark Parade. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There is more to the Bay than you might remember, certainly more than what many new fans of the thrash era genre might believe ever existed, for where there is for many only The Black Album to delve into, it is in The Dark Parade that the music comes alive.

Endless Idiot, Skull And Fork. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Brain salad surgery, the occupation of the elongated Progressive anthems, and one that is a gift to music that keeps giving. Yet for all the might of a once Progressive past that has been resurgent, a post classic period that has delivered a drive for the story to be clear and mystical, the last 18 months have proved once again that the world moves in cycles, and art reflects that state of human emotion to its fullest potential.

Nobody’s Girl, Nobody’s Girl. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Patience is a virtue that many are apt to decry in the modern era, so much so that they will dispense what they believe to be sage advice, “Everything moves so quick that you have to rush just to keep up”.

It never used to be this way, but then there never used to be the machine that was cranked up to make a treadmill seem like Sunday morning stroll through the favourite park and taking time to wipe the dirt from your shoes and in the passing company of the seasons and the woman with her own principles, ideas and drive, for she is Nobody’s Girl but her own, and her company is more than enough to be held in rapture.

Flotsam And Jetsam, Blood In The Water. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It’s only when you take a closer look inside the glass you are drinking from, that you realise that for most of your life, what you thought you were drinking with the knowledge of purity, has in fact been a tumbler spiked with the invisible aggressive lies and with someone else’s infected Blood In The Water.

Julia Fordham, Cutting Room Floor. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

What makes the screen and what stays on the Cutting Room Floor is often a personal reconciliation after the war on self-censorship. Anything that is created by the artist is subject to greatest critic they know, not those with the thousands of readers and the sharpened visceral quill, not even the audience who wavers between love and over reliant boredom of spirit, but the artist themselves, the one to whom loathing, and adoration comes in thick, quick waves.

Mike Brookfield, Hey Kiddo!. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It’s been a while since the image of Peter Gunn walked the veiled streets and alleyways of our psyche, the guitar playing as if forced by a thunderstorm and being plucked by the consciousness of the seismic stranger of the instrumental, the one who looks as if they have walked straight off a neo noir and in the arms of Cuban dance routine; such is the presence of musically delivered character in instrument form, that when it comes your way, the only suitable response is to lay down your time for a couple of hours and while away the pleasure from the company created.

David Neville King, Break The Mould. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

In a world that insists on uniformity, on the homogeny of views, and the equality of all being exactly the same, to Break The Mould is considered an attack on the beige and dull by the unpredictable revolutionary; the dull and the beige cannot handle such a force of nature, it frightens their sensibilities, it rocks the idea of governance, of compliance, and long may there be those who seek to show that shattering the plastic ceiling of submission with defiance, with love and flair, in our lives.

Ellis Mano Band, Ambedo. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The ability to disconnect from reality as if one was able to envelope the soul and mind in some sort of hypnotic state of awareness, one that was not suggestible or open to abuse by others, but instead find beauty in the melancholy, a trance that sees the smallest moment steeped in a vivid sensory awareness; is perhaps a state of mind to which the vast majority of people will not be conscious that they can attain, even if they are aware of the fragility of life, they will simply see existence as motion, not as detail.

John Hinshelwood, Called Back (The Poems Of Emily Dickinson). Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

“I dwell in possibility…” for the poet is touched by something out of sight to those without meaning, and act as both receptacle and fountain to those who seek a new and vivid way to portray a truth of existence.

The meaning of any poem is hopefully vague, mysterious, wrapped in subtle ambiguity and explicit in its delivery, to add the depth of music to such a powerful piece of art is to seek to pour amber and the ambrosia of the gods upon its silk defined skin.