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Love is an age old question that never quite understands that it cannot be defined, organised or labelled, Howard Jones asked what it was, Tina Turner demanded to know what it had to do with anything, and even Foreigner couldn’t get a pin to stick when they humbly enquired about wanting to know what it actually was. Love is an enigma sewn into a riddle and displayed quite often with the heart on the outside where it can be easily broken.
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If you are misplaced, there is a good chance it’s at the Lost and Found where you will be saved, especially as the clock turns between one day and the next, the moment in between Time which for a split second has the ability to turn a life upside down, which can make the difference between rationality and illogical thought and where dreams can morph into Midnight Fears.
Liverpool Sound and Vision 8.5/10
We mock what we don’t understand to our downfall, and whilst it is healthy, indeed critical in the time we live in, to seek the truth from the voices perpetrating to come from the other side, we must also be aware that there is a chance that the Seance will convey such information to which might be of benefit to us, that the presence in the room is here to deliver tidings of joy, happiness and a beat that has the toes tapping, as well as the ghostly knocks rapping on the table in harmony.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
We care too much for the clambering voices of descent that scream in our ears of all we have done wrong, and never enough attention to the voice that may be perceived as a whisper, that could be the murmur of inquisitive appreciation, which wishes us well. Such self-doubt is magnified, personified, and objectified as an attack on all our tomorrows, all that we hope for is shaken, the happiness we seek is tainted, and all because we found a way to defeat future selves, rather than listen to the hope of Today.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
You shouldn’t judge a new album by the single that precedes it, a lie we often tell ourselves in the pursuit of new music that we hope will fulfil and nourish the soul, that what comes first must surely just be a stepping stone to the ultimate goal reached when every song is played, and we pray will leave us exhilarated and satisfied as when we first opened our ears to the possibility as the single rang out, catching our eager attention.
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We live in a world where loyalty is questioned and where fidelity is routinely interrogated as if it were part of a plot to overthrow a balance in nature where the suspicious and sceptical are the main players to be concerned of; everyone wants to be feel as if they are the only ones capable of showing such trust, that their word is not just a bond, but is the only one others can trust.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Where the children lead, is where the adults follow to hear the music being played, if a child stops on the street to hear something being performed, a tune playing with the surrounding air, then the parent or guardian should, and must, stop as well, for in that moment in the hands of the unknown pied piper, the gregarious guitar picker or The Pan Piper that gives the nation’s shoppers its background soundtrack as they idly walk around in a glaze of credit, a kind of magic, a spell conjured, is to be observed.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
A life on the road, a modern view to which the great American, the father of the Beat Generation, Jack Kerouac, would no doubt find daunting to maintain in this combustible and ego driven age; the beat would perhaps be too random to maintain, the exploits and adventures would not only be frowned upon, but there would be placards and demonstrations staged against such a creative artist stepping foot on the highway or even performing words of wisdom for the world.
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When you think of what monumental actually means, the images such a word can bring to mind, you would be within your rights to argue that it is a discussion with others that would centre around historic events or even the sense of Time captured in the raising of a building, an iconic feature on the landscape, whether by human design or by nature’s own fearsome vision, monumental is to the naked human eye, a jaw-dropping colossus that cannot be tamed but to which civilisation is based upon.
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The tragedy of human existence is that it is over in the blink of an eye, just as we find out who we are, we return to the void and the cold, having only achieved and realised an infinitesimal amount of the potential energy we were capable of doing. The same feeling of tragedy can be seen in the way we talk endlessly of change but in which thanks to our own inability to agree on how to progress, what the end result should be, we are left, generation after generation, son after father, daughter after mother, asking with an air of damning frustration in the voice the loaded question, Where’s The Revolution?