Category Archives: Music

Leif Vollebekk, New Ways. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

You can signal all you want the reasons of desire but if you don’t make it clear enough then you will always fall into the realm of bad habits, rather than experiencing the pastures which feed the New Ways of thinking.

Montreal’s Leif Vollebekk has found that place in which the different approach is one of virtue and disregards cynicism, and in his follow up to the album Twin Solitude, what comes across is a series of commentaries but with the edge of virtue attached to them, a voice that edges between the strength of truth carried by the likes of Leonard Cohen and the beauty that was gifted to Art Garfunkel and a set of songs that are to be held as if placed in your hands with care, to nurture and to set free.

Joe Brown, Joe Brown: 60th Anniversary Box Set. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

It is only in retrospective that we can see all that was built before we arrived on the scene, that we can fully understand what has been created, and the longer the endeavour, the more fruitful the discovery when we encounter it. No matter the time it takes to sift through the material, the regret you may have for not being part of the journey until perhaps it was too late, all that should be considered is that you have arrived to see the tower alight with wonder and with solemnity of emotion intact.

Elijah James And The Nightmares, Because I’m A Giant. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There is a special kind of confidence that cannot be ignored, to do would be unkind, to undermine a soul, and in the end only shows you up to be of a frivolous and undesirable nature. The complex relationship we have with confidence can be hindered by believing it is nothing more than arrogance, a disguise to be worn by those with nothing in their hearts but deception; however the truth is that honourable confidence is worth protecting, if it smiles and does all that it has said that it will, then confidence is the illumination that paves the way to enlightenment.

Museum Of Backward Hats, End Of Days/Pain. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The End Of Days, nothing perhaps so biblical, just a recognition that all things, in the words of George Harrison, must pass.

It could be argued that we all have an end of days somewhere in our life, and not just the sense of absolute that hivers in the background, ushering us along to the grave and the mournful cries of evermore but in that what we once listened to no longer holds us to the same sense of creative urge, that our literary tastes may change, expand, wither and die, our love ebbs and flows as if dictated by the waxing and waning of the moon; nothing lives forever. However, perhaps in the Museum Of Backward Hats it will take pride of place under the auspicious lights of an End Of Days is marked only with a smile, a sense of further adventure and one that the listener can depend on fully, and for as long as time persists.

Ozzy Osbourne, Under The Graveyard. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

What stirs Under The Graveyard is one of the endless possibility of renewal, not one of decay or sadness, the hand wringing for the dearly departed but instead a time in which the bells that toll in the church to sound out the glory of the immortal soul, the artist that never wants to lay down and despite being plagued by problems that floor a lesser person, still manages to drag their body through it all and give the audience yet another reason to sing their name as if venerating themselves before the alter of hope.

Sepultura, Isolation. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Isolation has its privileges, you are kept away from the distractions that plague the creative mind, you open yourself up to new ideas that float in the breeze like a butterfly caught in an updraft and you can see the world as if it is one you have carved out of stone. However, it is also one that has its own pitfalls, its own issues of separation, of quarantine from the masses and the ones who care about you and in the end becomes a fine line between existing and the power you have absorbed by being yourself.

Barry Briercliffe, Lie Back And Think Of England. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound And Vision Rating 9/10

 

Lie Back And Think Of England, think of all the country has aspired to be, the good it has done, the accountable hardship and desecration it has poured on others, how would your montage be perceived, how would your vision of the country appear.

Think of England, think of Britain, especially when it comes to the arts, the voices that have shaped, the expressions that have given rise to hope, the declarations that have created hope and it is in the music of the mighty, the ones with a glint in their eye and a purpose to provide that hope that stands out.

John Jenkins, I’m Almost Over You. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound And Vision Rating 8.5/10

There are the degrees of love in which a person rises high, in which they become the obsession, the eternal Muse, then there are the fallen, the ones we look upon with disdain, with displeasure, with the face of being damned firmly etched upon our faces; between these two states of emotion we lay content, our determination of appreciation and the fallow slide of neglect a true reflection of our feelings.

Thom Morecroft, The Feng Shui And The Sushi. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Everything in its place and delivered with such raw spirit, Thom Morecroft is an undeniable barometer of good music and introspective lyrics that highlight both his musical taste and the way he knits together certain textures and meanings together to bring a down to earth response and open mind view to any situation he wishes to cover in his songs, even the ones that are the most personal, the most delicate which shows the wounds he carries with honour.

Emilio Pinchi, Absentee E.P. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Once you are done with your holiday and you are not ready to return to the humdrum of the 9 to 5 and politics of life, the only logical course of action is to see the blank space on the register as the prime source of satisfaction, that of the Absentee, the one who sees past the indoctrination of the imagined lesson, and who seizes the opportunity to deliver their own judgment, their true thoughts on the art of being missed.