Category Archives: Music

Lake Of Tears, Ominous. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

You can believe that you can hide from the shadows and the darkness all you like, but in the end it becomes easier, less exhausting to admit that being prepared for the ill-omens and the creatures that carry menace and foreboding evil is something to be proud of, that the very threat others see you that they believe is being mired in misery and gloom, is in actual fact a shield, a weapon to carry into the attack on those who see the world through lies, falseness and the rose-tinted glasses of ignorance; Ominous belief perhaps, but one that is immersed entirely and with respect to the craft in the absolute and real. 

Oka Vanga, Oka Vanga. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The threads of success and completion are so tightly stretched that it only takes a sharp tug and the whole process, the experience, can come lose, can snap before it has even had time to be recognised for what it is, and in the same way that individual prowess can be lost when Time and nature conspire against us, so to do the threads of success suffer under the same strain.

Aerial East, Try Harder. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Isolation and alienation are not considered happy bedfellows, but they can be found to be often related via mutual understanding when one person suffers and agonises over pain and virtue in equal hostile measure.

Quite often, the more you push against the two despairing emotions, the harder it is to see yourself as free from the effects and damage they inflict upon you, the separation of spirit and soul they exact, like badly informed justice and deliverance, the casualty and the wounded party often seek to further entrench themselves into the position where Try Harder becomes a verbal punishment designed by those with little empathy and care of understanding.

Ian David Green, Songs Of The Sea. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It doesn’t take a sailor or a mythical creature who guides many a doomed soul to the jagged, unforgiving rocks, to sings Songs Of The Sea, for those waves that either gently lap at the shore and thrill sun bathers as they bathe their sand crusted feet, or the kind that turn rogue or episodic which can crash into the side of a cliff with devastating results, at the end of the day still produce the same effect, the erosion of the land with the help of time.

Lord And The Woolf, Young. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We can but be Young once, and during that time all that we do is either experienced out of inquisitiveness or out of youthful bravado or hidden malevolence, as the insightful writer of human experience, Virginia Woolf, once wrote, “One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them.”

Seeing Red, Keep The Fire Burning. Album review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

A gesture of thanks must always be acknowledged, that even in the sadness of passing, people will always recognise the natural artistic gift to which people bring to the fore with courage, with passion and a huge willingness to sacrifice time in the pursuit of excellence, no matter how it is received at the time, what is immersed in greatness will always find a way to be re-discovered, be reborn into  a time when others find the pleasure imagined at the time.

Rosie Nimmo, Where Time Suspends. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Where Time Suspends, inspiration unlocks and sets free the spirit to explore, to be at peace and rage against interruption and postponement with all its might.

Time though suspends for a reason, the moment where you can hear it withhold its passage between the Tick and Tock is the most precious gift that it can bestow, for whilst inspiration serves a greater purpose, reflection is the place where the Muse looks you in the eye and asks you take part in the dance, serenaded by silence, buoyed by the song of the passionate eternity; for in that moment what is born, what appears fresh to the world is the commitment to push to clock onwards and allow what you have dreamed to be pursued.

Foo Fighters, Medicine At Midnight. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7/10

Taking Medicine At Midnight can lead to the mind going places it has no right to be, the sense of the equilibrium being askew, the mist descending and creating a thick fog to which anger is subdued, where dreams become stretched, like shapeless marzipan they lose their consistency, and no matter how much you enjoy the sensation, it just feels as though you are out of whack, out of time with yourself and what you desire in a world without medication. 

Wily Bo Walker: Wily Bo Walker Presents Tales Of The Mescal Canyon Troubadours. Album Review.

If a tale is told well, it does not matter where it comes from, or what inspired it to be voiced, to be communicated from, whether from the lips of a drunken passer-by who intrigues you with softly spoken ramblings of treasure under the mysteriously drawn X on the side of a cave, or from the melodic tones of a declaration of intent which is passed down from father to son, from mother to daughter, in the hope that one day a wrong will be righted. An investigation will prove the tale to be so much more than just hearsay and rumour, what matters is the presentation, the subtly, the craftsmanship, and how the account and the encounter leaves you afterwards.

Endless Idiot, Sisyphus. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We live in a time when the rolling of the boulder up a steep, pointed hill in an exercise of futility of attaining balance, is not just foolhardy, but painful to witness. Like Sisyphus we have become obsessed, cursed with achieving the impossible when the fates are against us, and whilst to endeavour is what makes us human, we sometimes must stop and wonder why the boulder we push is forever gaining speed on the way back down.