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The environment is not just important, it is sacred. This urge to protect the place where we live, where we play, where we exist but for a moment in time, should be fulfilling, should be overriding, and yet like an errant fisherman who places his rod over the mizzen side when the sea is teeming with cod on the starboard side, some cannot be told that the belief they hold is a mistake which could have far-reaching effects.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
The steely determination of untameable love, the smooth velvet glove of introspection and the beautiful attitude of a devil who gets mistaken for an angel at all possible moments. It is in this combination of the just and rich voice of Hilary Scott comes alive, it resounds with the passion of unprejudiced, it flows like water down the throat of a thirsty human lost, led astray, in the desert and hallucinating that the vision before them has been sent by their own version of God, call this vision anything you want, just don’t let her retort, Don’t Call Me Angel.
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The Tin Man has been left behind, the hero perhaps of his own story and one that he must endeavour to take alone from here on in, however the tale is far from over and as the thoughts of late nights in once smoky rooms, the smell of whisky filters between the vapour inhaled up the nose and the sweet taste as it explodes in the mouth to the tune of four aces being laid down with the approach of a killer hit. Then it could be considered fortunate for the man of tin, for above him, unseen by the players round the table, the clouds turn a deep shade of red, a fire that burns with sincerity opens up and the result is that the Devil Sky has come to light the way.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
It is an idea that should only exist in the minds of the Science Fiction writers and the followers of such dire threats laid down in the adventures of humanity’s eternal quest of individualism, of freeing the oppressed from their shackles and their slavery; in the words of so many who passionately parrot-phrase the words, Orwell’s 1984 was meant to be “a warning, not an instruction booklet”, their intentions, whilst repeated so often they lose their power, still holds true, we have become a commodity, the label on show, You Have Been Processed to the point of a billion numbers.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
You are never where you want to be, and the effect of nostalgia has a demanding effect, not only as you get older, finding the whimsy of the scarlet hue of youth a perfect place in which to reminisce but because of the way that modern life has such a strangle-hold on the way we communicate and the way we live, perhaps going months, even years from seeing those we hung around as children, when the world was an easier place to believe that all would be alright.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Without the story-teller, life is without its supply of imagination, without the musician, life is devoid of meaning; the combination of these two pursuits is more than a stream of passion that runs dry in times of exhausting, and parching, artistic drought, it is a mighty waterway, as bottomless as the eyes and ears can fathom, deep and never shallow but one that holds perhaps the unsolvable puzzle close to its soul; one that cannot even be gleaned unless the listener is prepared to jump in and seek the treasure to be found in the Deep Dark River.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
One for sorrow, two for joy… a child’s rhyme in which the salute to ward of the possible impending nature of bad luck is rewarded with the idea that all can be turned to good fortune, a prophesy perhaps, a revelation of what is to come. If that is the case, then the twelve tracks that make up The Magpie’s Salute’s debut album High Water I must have taken the rhyme to heart as they have served up a set of songs that can immediately placed into the bracket of the modern classic; a lofty high in which many magpies may have felt like royalty due to the consistency of the signalled musicianship.
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The one overriding thought that comes with being In The Dark, is that eventually you will find the illumination that will lead the way out into the light, that a word, a movement, a measured resonance will indicate that the well-lit is only a deep breath away, that all you need to do is stop and think for a while, let the sound of the ticking in your mind lead you away from the dark and out into the open, out to embrace the Full Fat of the world.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
The starkness of the black and white image is always more illuminating, arguably more interesting, than the full colour expose of life, a picture or a film will always be more intriguing than the added flavour of wild and vivid colours which cloud the issue and in many respects take away from the story at hand; a tale of a returning wanderer, so long unseen, his voice missed, is one that should be loved for all its glory in the scene of black and white contrast, a view in which we can smile and rejoice as we shout out, Hey Brother.
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When you feel as if the entire universe has set you up for the fall, that the long-held belief of a golden trail of fortune in your life, then it is perhaps only the knowledge of what awaits on the Road To Disorder that can set you free from your chains. Those chains are only as rigid as you wish to make them, if you half-heartedly jangle them in a manner befitting the stroppy and the weak-willed, then they will hold fast; however, should you pull hard on the steel and bound fast iron, till the muscles ache and the mind is ready to explode, then the road to disorder is one to celebrate, for at least you are going there on your terms.