Category Archives: Music

Alison Benson, Paths & Stories. E.P. Review.

 Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Our paths once crossed and stories were exchanged, regardless of where we met, we followed the same discourse as set down by Chaucer and countless travellers before him who could weave a tale that made sense of the lives we inhabit and the structure of the world that gives us life.

Those paths, for now, seem blocked, a gate of silence has been put up in front of us and an injunction placed on our face-to-face spoken word; and yet the conversation can still flow, the meaning of our lives can still be performed, and as with all things, if they end up as a monologue, then at least the anecdote survives, the story lives on.

Patterson Dipper, Unearthing. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Push the boundaries enough and what you find underneath is a true calling, a mystery unravelled and the pursuit of elegance; all of which combine to bring together the founding stones of serenity and insight, of the harbouring and unleashing of secrets.

In a world that has had to find another avenue of existing other than the rush and manic expression that has dogged humanity since the lurch to praising profit rather than the artistic achievement of the collective and the individual, it is telling that the dichotomy that is evident in Folk, both the outright anger and the calmness of expression, makes itself perfectly clear in the new album by James Patterson and John Dipper, the sensational Unearthing.

Bob Leslie, In Praise Of Crows. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Despite crows being associated with the idea of protection, it is difficult for the wary to see them as anything as the harbinger of sorrow and ill omens, they, and their feathered cousins, are in the background of every graveyard scene, their voices sung not in admiration or compliment, but in forewarning, the portent of the sinister times and possible death.

Perhaps though, rather than steering clear of the song of crow, we instead should honour them by paying closer attention to the sound rather than what our perceived intentions are, for the music that such bird make should insist to us that we live In Praise Of Crows rather than demonising them.

Wheel, Resident Human. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision * * * *

We have much to discuss in the aftermath of all that has shaken the world and our souls in the last year. In truth it is a conversation we somehow have been avoiding for decades, allowing it to bubble under the surface, put to one side in the race for a share of the capitalist pot, and all the while the planet has suffered through our greed and lack of inspiring leadership, our ability to destroy rather than build with nature.

Only Child, Straight Lines. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

We see connections every day of our lives, but we might not actually realise we are doing so until someone else takes the time to hold our heart and keep our minds enthralled long enough to show us that the pieces have been in place for so long that the physical synaptic fires have only to respond in a certain way and the edifice of control, of subterfuge and lies can come crashing down around the ears of those who seek to damage the ordinary person’s will and peace.

Ariel Posen, Headway. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

We are often trapped by the belief that we must be continually making large strides to be making any impact on the world, that we are noticed and admired by the heart-straining considered effort which eventually destroys the body too quickly, rather than the slow but steady pace of the ones who put one foot tentatively in front of other and who leave a more discernible path for others to follow.

Shadow Captain, April Moon. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Ahead of his new album being released, Liverpool’s Shadow Captain’s introduction of April Moon is to surely be considered, timely, focusing on renewal and one that understands implicitly the relief that a new spring moon can have on the soul in what has been an intolerable period of darkness.

There is something largely spiritual about the heavens when the northern hemisphere starts returning to lighter days, the moon seems to take on the glow of the healer and the protector after time in the dark, and so it is to art, that all-encompassing compassionate guide, that the moon’s presence seems to add so much hope and beauty within.

Israel Nash, Topaz. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

No one knows everything, and for many the absolute mystery of existence is what fuels their desire to at least make their opinion known, or at least ruminated upon to the point of existential angst and frustration.

In isolation, there perhaps remains a vestige of the mind to acknowledge the urge to express yourself honestly and with care, to protect oneself from the nagging voice we mistake for insanity or is it rather the clarity of our thoughts speaking without interruption? If it were madness to believe that creativity and art cannot exist in a time of darkness, then rather curse those who argue for its demise, we should perhaps preserve them in amber, or at the very least protect their souls with Topaz.

Soo Line Loons. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The world says, “Be true to yourself”, and the spoken message that goes unnoticed after whispers, “and hang the consequences”.

The problem with passion and talent is that on occasion those that urge you to succeed, often feel neglected by your absence when you start making headway into your chosen field of creativity. It is the one direction railroad that takes you far from home, leaving the past, quite often, behind and wondering where you moved on to.

Thunder, All The Right Noises. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Making All The Right Noises means nothing if you cannot deliver upon your actions. You can create a sound that stimulates your own imagination, but if you dare not bring it to the people, then like the untethered thought, it will just fly off into the ether, disappearing quicker than a ripple of polite applause at a talent contest that nobody wanted to attend.