Category Archives: Music

Savoy Brown, Ain’t Done Yet. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Legends never walk away, they simply roll up their sleeves, survey the world and its issues and then get to work placing down the observations and declaring that whilst the planet turns, we Ain’t Done Yet.

There is always work to be done, to provide change in the minds of those who feel left behind by the speed of the world, who are neglected by society, we have a moral duty to be legends in our own time to facilitate, to employ such dynamism that the phrase Ain’t Done Yet becomes not one of possible defeat, but of enormity grasped, that the resonance supplied by the extraordinary, such as the British Blues Band, Savoy Brown, becomes an electric explosion of good, of passion, and in which the connection to the legendary becomes tangible and complete.

Savoy Brown, Ain’t Done Yet. Album Review. full post

(376 words, estimated 1:30 mins reading time)

David Gilmour, Yes, I Have Ghosts. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We look back upon our life and see regrets, the misspoke words, the decision not fully endorsed, the anger, the kick of shame; these moments find ways to hang around us, even in the most blameless life, regrets turn into spectres, into phantasms that stay in our vision, taunting us, reminding us that we once created havoc, once we built a wall of mayhem for others to knock down.

David Gilmour, Yes, I Have Ghosts. Single Review. full post

(366 words, estimated 1:28 mins reading time)

Tom Houston, Gap In The Fence. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Without a poets heart, life surely must be one steeped in unending anger, devoid of meaning, and one that does not bare thinking about. In every profession, from bricklaying to being a chef, from shop keeper to pottery maker, even in the heart of a politician, there must reside some element of the poet, the one that feels the glory and the pulse of passion that makes life, even in the darkest hour, one of beauty.

Tom Houston, Gap In The Fence. Album Review. full post

(383 words, estimated 1:32 mins reading time)

Ghost Avenue, Even Angels Fall. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The sound of celestial balance being tilted may escape our ears, but the effect on our senses as we understand that Even Angels Fall, that cherubs, spirits and guardians can just as be prone to temptation as any human, that they may also tumble in the vacuum of enticement and lure, can be devastating, the fall is such that the noise rings out around the world and the shock wave is carried through our own souls.

Ghost Avenue, Even Angels Fall. Album Review. full post

(424 words, estimated 1:42 mins reading time)

Police Car Collective, I Guess It’s Over Now. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The song that revels in its ability to dig away into the emotions of happiness and the beginnings of melancholy is to be lauded and acknowledged. It is the sense of art imitating the mind, the sense of imposter syndrome that inflicts its tell-tale signs of destructive patterns and stating that nobody deserves to feel joy, when in actual fact the smile on somebody’s face should be the most paramount of expressions to behold.

Police Car Collective, I Guess It’s Over Now. Single Review. full post

(328 words, estimated 1:19 mins reading time)

Thundermother, Heatwave. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The God-Mother of Rock ‘n’ Roll, Susie Quattro, would arguably be proud of the continuation of her vision, that of female rock that doesn’t capitulate to the notion that to be taken seriously does not mean betraying everything that you stand for just so you can get noticed. Yes, there was the patent alure that went with the gravitas of the music played by Ms. Quattro, however, like Sweden’s Thundermother, it is the storm created by the Heatwave that brings the joy of Rock to the ears of the listener, the heavy pound of a heart in love with the music on offer.

Thundermother, Heatwave. Album Review. full post

(381 words, estimated 1:31 mins reading time)

James Reyne, Toon Town Lullaby. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Every now and then a tune will come at you bearing gifts, the gentle hug of appreciation, the extreme lullaby of the taken opportunity coming at the listener with strength, guile and the beauty of the moving whimsical address; many will hit the nail of such serenades on the head, few though get the chance to drive the point home in one complete action, the swift delivery of the hammer to the cause.

James Reyne, Toon Town Lullaby. Album Review. full post

(415 words, estimated 1:40 mins reading time)

Elijah James and The Nightmares, Who’ll Be Here Tomorrow/Enough Rope. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

In times of adversity, even the smallest gesture can bring about the greatest change, and a voice given to sincerity, of honour, will give hope to many, and even if the subject matter at hand is one of concern, of clenched fist and tears in the eyes, there is still hope to be found.

It is only natural in the times we live in that we have to delay certain plans, to put back the clock on experience and release, but that doesn’t mean you have to stop living, to hold back on dreams or desires, and art, for the multitude and majority, is the place where their own existence on the planet is made concrete, which gives them a reason to be.

Elijah James and The Nightmares, Who’ll Be Here Tomorrow/Enough Rope. Single Review. full post

(335 words, estimated 1:20 mins reading time)

Brigitte Beraha, Lucid Dreamers. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

You could take a straw poll of your friends and family and come up with varying degrees of answers, from the perplexing, through to the bizarre and on to the thoughtfully played out, of how dreams are meant to be observed, studied, and even relieve the soul of the burden they may carry.

Dreaming is such an intrinsic part of human existence, and yet we pay it less regard than chasing the product of those visions, and the benefit of introspection, of interpretation, is lost, allowed to fade into nothing.

Brigitte Beraha, Lucid Dreamers. Album Review. full post

(453 words, estimated 1:49 mins reading time)

Johnny Steinberg, Shadowland. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The journey is judged by the beauty and response of its reflection, not by the speed in which it is undertaken. The blur of time is such that we as individuals find that we spend so much of our life trying to understand the appeal of the light, that we forget our presence is often demanded in the Shadowland, the place between darkness and the illuminated, where we can act as guides, as voices of reason to those who have wandered too far into the realm of obscure endings and rattling conclusions.

Johnny Steinberg, Shadowland. Album Review. full post

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