Category Archives: Music

Wasbhos, 4U. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8,5/10

The internet age is a double edged sword that looks as though it will forever wield a divisive touch to everything that will appear through the void and for all to notice, too be subjected to, for all to find and enjoy a moment’s diversion for.

For every moment of rare beauty or thrilling masterpiece you might stumble across, there a million serpents spilling their venom of dissatisfaction and scowling features of disgust at you for not believing in their message, for ignoring their own attributed sense of self-worth as they dictate that what they do, they do it for the public’s health and enjoyment.

Gareth Heesom, Christmas Without You. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Christmas pulls on the heart strings for a reason, and if we took away the forced gluttony of overspending, of treating it as if it was a period to over-indulge, to practise a sense of religion that for the rest of the year we have no truck with, all that would be left is a moment in which we reflect during the short hours of light and the lengthening shadows of dark, of all that we may have achieved, who has been by our side and who has supported us during the bright, unclouded days.

Jim White, Misfit’s Jubilee. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

It is the Misfits who, if not make the world go round, then at least interesting enough to stay and watch the merry-go-round in which they take centre stage, add depth and colour to our lives, and can spark the revolution enough to change people’s minds on how they carry themselves in life, even in the face of straightlaced and conformist opposition.

Ewan Macintyre Band, Dream On Sally. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

There is a time to be practical and there is a time to immerse yourself in beauty, the lie of grace, the sincerity of belief, and if you are fortunate these strangers will be chance or design, get together and find common ground in which to share time with an audience, in which to be considered a storm which possesses the roots of all that would make any artist blush with pride at the abundance of feeling in which to work with.

Kim Edgar, Held. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

To be Held, is to understand closeness, it is to feel connected, to hear of others find ways of communicating such expression without the use of physical touch is to recognise that the world over, we need contact more than we yearn solitude.

Kim Edgar’s latest release exemplifies that sentiment of persuasive truth with a kindness of touch that is embedded throughout the songs of Held. Such insightfulness which captures the meaning whilst extolling both vocal and musicianship is to be admired, to have the conversation of communication being played out in the open, rather than being buried in the hushed tones of silence.

Limerance, Not In My Name. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

There is a justified anger that needs to be addressed in this world, one which has the even the most sympathetic, kindest and empathy driven people declaring the mantra Not In My Name as though it is fire being expelled from the mouth, and rightly so, for in a world that seems hell bent on dividing itself over every detail, to actively declare you are against the machinations of a system forcing itself upon you, insisting that its dogma is more worthy than your own thoughts, it is no wonder the world is on fire.

Shakin’ Stevens, Singled Out. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

It has been noted by less than forgiving critics over the years, that a mark of popularity does not earn someone the right to be called incredible, to be labelled as a person to whom we owe respect to the status fostered upon them, nor that the popularity which is so quickly gained in less than enlightening times would prevail with a more discerning audience who have been immersed in a wider circle of influence…perhaps such critics are correct, maybe they understand the universe with greater authority than mere mortals could ever hope to comprehend; they will point the finger and single out an artist, a figure head and run off a list of their flaws and disasters and smile smugly as they do so. But maybe, just maybe, they are wrong. 

Kenny Wayne Shepherd Band, Straight To You: Live. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Signed, sealed, bypassing all others, the only way to get the heart of the matter is by seeing the message delivered straight to the intended recipient, without delay, without postponement, and with every conscious beat of the heart focused on it being publicly aware and abiding to the belief of capturing the sentiment in its purest, most untainted way possible.

Become The Sky, Teimlo Fel Chwyldro. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

When a marriage falls apart there are often recriminations, accusations, and a lot of heartache; a pain that amplifies the more that others get involved, an ache that never truly reconciles.

The same can be said when a nation disintegrates, when it is pulled apart on grounds of religion, political divides, outlook and more despairingly, unfairness in the act of opportunity; the only difference is that there are a lot more people involved and each one of them could find ways to make the separation more complicated, more destructive. After all we are not talking about a house or splitting the assets of a bank account, when it comes to a nation fracturing, it descends into war on an unimaginable scale.

Peggy James. Hard Times. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Hard Times, whatever we do we cannot seem to escape them, the fear of the depression, the spectre of Victorian era which haunted the populace with visions of the workhouses and the possibility of starvation, we are no longer just three pay checks away from ruin, we are at the mercy of the overlords and politicians, the greed of bankers, the scourge of political idolatry, we are pawns in a harrowing situation, made deeply soulless by a virus that could and should have been contained and eradicated, the virus of capitalism.