Category Archives: Music

The Wake, Perfumes And Fripperies. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The magician will allow you a sneak peek at the illusion they have prepared for you to be entranced by, the artist will refuse you even a cursory glance of their work in progress until they are quite sure that light and truth is perfect alignment, and the guests at The Wake will throw a party whilst the casket is fully open; in this overflowing titbit are we offered the full experience of the Perfumes and Fripperies to which life is seen as both a joy and a reconciliation.

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(391 words, estimated 1:34 mins reading time)

Aaron Ellis, Desolate Days. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

These are days of wonder and spiritual emptiness rolled into one giant ball of unforgiving sense of isolation and barrenness which is hard to contend with, even harder to reconcile and comprehend. In such times we must take every opportunity to beat our breastbone and keep the heart going, to undertake acts of compassion, to feel the warmth of anger, for whilst there is art, hope and the sound of a muscle moving underneath our ribs, then there is every chance the days ahead will clear and reveal we can live with Desolate Days.

Aaron Ellis, Desolate Days. Album Review. full post

(391 words, estimated 1:34 mins reading time)

Barbara Dickson, Time Is Going Faster. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Everyday we are reminded that Time is leaving us behind in its wake, we might hang on to its digital coattails, we might keep up with it until we start to lose breath, patience or our heart demands we slow down, but in the end, Time finds ways to pursue a different beat to which we cannot fathom the tune, that Time Is Going Faster should be understood, recognised and held onto for as long as humanly possible.

Barbara Dickson, Time Is Going Faster. Album Review. full post

(428 words, estimated 1:43 mins reading time)

Kris Drever, Where The World Is Thin. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The unrest of the soul is universal, we have become damaged, we have declined in our ability to strive unceasingly and make good a promise to keep the planet we live on safe from harm; if neglect was not a wicked enough a crime to commit, to wilfully create disorder, eco chaos and a sickness of self, then to seek out the place Where The World Is Thin and dismiss the atmosphere as delicate, is missing the point, for where the world is thin, then strength of purpose is redoubled, renewed and amplified so that all may hear the declaration of intent.

Kris Drever, Where The World Is Thin. Album Review. full post

(403 words, estimated 1:37 mins reading time)

Snowy White And The White Flames, Something On Me. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The Situation has passed, but Time does not stand still and wait patiently for the gifted and productive to make their next move; Time’s fortune is to push ever onwards, to inspire, to cajole and persuade all artists to make yet another stand against the beige and the mediocre humdrum of life. Situations pass, balance is restored, and then placed on edge once more, the circle of life and anarchy continue ever onwards, and it takes sensitivity, precision and astute belief to keep the blues at bay whilst allowing the Blues to shine.

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(346 words, estimated 1:23 mins reading time)

Connor Bracken And The Mother Leeds Band, Nightbird Motel. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Intensity is a crown that doesn’t fit snugly upon the head it is made for, some will wilt of transferring their stage presence to the studio and visa-versa, never the twain joining, connecting in a fruitful manner, the performance or the live experience somehow misfiring in the arms of the other partner. However, when it comes to certain places on the planet, certain areas that exude an energy that defies the logic of a system entrenched in a belief of all’s fair in love and tour, that sense of intensity can easily be seen to be influenced by the passion of those that went before.

Connor Bracken And The Mother Leeds Band, Nightbird Motel. Album Review. full post

(502 words, estimated 2:00 mins reading time)

Native Harrow, Closeness. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Our collective experience at this time is one that hopefully we will never have to feel again, it is built on foundations of falseness, of impurity, and one that can make a simple gesture make us feel as though we have connected upon a realm of spiritual enlightenment; such declarations are only a shadow. However, a real sense of Closeness is at hand, if we should recognise the signs, there is a purpose, an intimacy of clarification and insight waiting; it just depends if we have the fortitude and the understanding to be as one, to be co-operative with nature, going forward.

Native Harrow, Closeness. Album Review. full post

(411 words, estimated 1:39 mins reading time)

Ben Burke, The Life I Left Behind. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The future is unknown, exciting, perhaps apprehensively provoking, filled with energy and concern in equal measure, and yet it is one that that should be grasped with both hands, for the past, in all its forms, has only served as an appetiser for the journey and fight to come.

The Life I Left Behind, we have to tell ourselves, is one that should remain in the past, viewed maybe through the respect afforded by rose tinted glasses, but also with maturity, with experience, for in growth the change we seek is one of responsibility, a life left behind is not forgotten, but it is also only a stepping stone to a more secure and fulfilling life.

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(352 words, estimated 1:24 mins reading time)

Nightmare, Aeternam. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Time moves on, sometimes in full view of those it affects, the moments between events and happenings seemingly constantly flowing, like a raging river which refuses to yield to human interference and regulations, moment after tumbling white rapid moment etched on the mind of the observer forever; for some the timeless motion is only seen in fits and bursts, the sense of the eternal rest very much in evidence, the mindfulness that a river flows regardless of whether it being watched a powerful symbol of patience and fortitude.

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(389 words, estimated 1:33 mins reading time)

Scabeater, Idiot Mule. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

It takes time to become the artist others know from the start that you are, to reach the point in your own mind that others have passionately believed you were from the moment they first heard you. Some are gifted enough to have that honour bestowed upon them from the very beginning, others have it confirmed in their heads, others have the greatness thrust upon them, and occasionally these moments exist in one spell, one blinding moment of absolute brilliance to which the listener finds themselves holding their breath and waiting impatiently, crucially, for the next song to send them to another place, another time.

Scabeater, Idiot Mule. Album Review. full post

(433 words, estimated 1:44 mins reading time)