Category Archives: Music

Albert Cummings, Believe. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

You either have rhythm, or you embrace the emotional creativity to be found in others as they unburden the tempo that resides in the heartbeat and the reflex of their soul. Rhythm is the pulse that satisfies when all else stagnates, when all becomes dust and dull routine and it invariably leads one to Believe in magic, in soul, and in the remarkable to whom nothing it seems is beyond creating.

Jake Shimabukuro, Trio. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The atmospheric brilliance displayed by the unexpected is such that when it hits you, when it finds you gasping for breath in the wake of its unmistakeable majesty, it leaves all that you may have become used to, floundering under the weight of your pre-conceived ideas.

Such is the presence created by Jake Shimabukuro and his ukulele, the pleasure that bounds forth is not only atmospheric, it positively invokes the passion found in the realm of imagination and asks the listener to embrace the fundamental essence of tone, mood and musical environment; a point of maintain the healthy respect to which art and the ability to appreciate are the twin pillars of civilisation.

Richard Marx, Limitless. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There is every reason to enjoy the feeling of the broken heart that has been delivered with sincerity by the artist, and unlike real life where the pain lingers in your soul for what can be the longest time and can which devour you till there is nothing but a shell residing in human form, when it is felt in the connection between art and human existence, it comes with the knowledge that heart will mend, that it will grow and appreciate what was put before them.

Green Day, Father Of All… Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * *

The life and death of the party are twin elements in which the voyeur is drawn to, across all aspects of art, these two chains of interpretation can always be seen hogging the limelight, jostling for attention as the crowds gather to witness exuberance dance with melancholy and the animated conversation thrive between the energetic soul and the downward spiral of the unravelling passion.

My Dying Bride, Tired Of Tears. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We should be declaring that we are sick of being sick from the rooftops, and demanding that those that make up the one percent elite listen when we shout that we are Tired Of Tears and that we should be able to believe just that little bit more in the power of humanity, that we can endure the worst nightmares that come our way and that those rains that fall from the eyes are only released when we have joy and the memory of beauty in our minds.

Rory Gallagher, Check Shirt Wizard – Live In ’77. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

A Calling Card from the past, the unexpected reminder of how your first introduction went and the abiding memories that stir, that reason, that plot with generous heart to return the smile of chance encounter or inspired reunion to your face; such is the power of music, of art overall, that we forget just how important such experiences are.

Selected from a series of gigs that accompanied the 1976 studio album release, Calling Card, Check Shirt Wizard – Live In ’77 is an album of understated pomp, unknowingly regal and simmering, silent panache that arguably has captured the great man at his most elegant and commercial best.

Andrew J. Newall, Janus. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The face that is able to look forward with anticipation and reflect upon past deeds and see both as equally valid moments of Time is to be honoured in stories and applause. We cheer as the chimes of midnight cause us to see the departing year and the days ahead in the seconds that it takes to grasp the hand of our neighbour and attempt to sing the words of joyous tidings by Robert Burns, so to is the birth of the Janus, the god of transition and reflections, celebrated and praised once more into existence. 

John Blek, The Embers. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Most people will look into the fire and see The Embers slowly losing their drama and they believe that it is a sign that the roar has begun to fade, that the kindling that warmed the soul has lost its ability to instill heat into the world; nothing could be further from the truth, to see the embers is to know that fire can be re-stoked, and in the hands of one with their own fire burning away in the hearts, their own enthusiastic inferno raging underneath the surface, then nature has its own way of sparking the fire back to life.

La-Llamas, Bread And Jam. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

In a world that values the instant gratification and the glories of the vanity inspired, is it possible to even extol the virtues of philosophy and to an extent that of permanent friendship in the same breath as those opinions held of the latest gossip and casual acquaintances to which we have become emboldened by in a the land of social media and the quick fix of gratitude of jam yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Talinka, Rainbow Over Kolonaki. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Evocative by name, evocative by nature…it is perhaps the closest any of us will get to the feeling of being haunted by something we cannot put our finger on, that we are encouraged to understand the aura of our mood change, to question the cold touch of mystery as its sends tingles up and down our spine, and the acknowledgement that the quality of what we have gleaned, been shown a fraction of its power, resides with us long after the suggestion of the evocative may have faded.