Category Archives: Music

June 1974, Nemesi. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The quietly spoken word speaks volumes, if that is the case, then the instrumental only soliloquy, or the book of low rising, highly passionate notes which pulls the listener into a different realm of introspection. Words are power, a presentation without such terms of vocal expression should perhaps be seen as deep magic, an enchantment, a charm which weaves itself around the idea of retribution against hubris, and one in which the Nemesis adores the sound of.

Helion Prime, Terror of the Cybernetic Monster. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

To have free reign over your imagination is arguably the greatest gift that we can hold onto, especially in a time in which demands to the point of almost bombastic, ordered without question, fascist intent that we think of nothing but the next Pound, Euro, Yen or Dollar. To have the ability to withstand this featureless political doctrine and exemplify the beauty of marrying both hard science and science fiction in a cold merciless machine, is to know that the possibilities are still endless, that humanity still matters above all else.

U.D.O. Steelfactory. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

You wait for the punch to come, to land somewhere on your body, and rather than close your eyes and accept your fate, you look it square in the face and hope that it is a steely embrace, one of creativity, of the heavyweight and big heart; not one from the sly and the craven, instead one from the cool, the sublime and the handsome sound. It is to listen to the comprehensive, the unassailable, unbound declaration of the return of Udo Dirkschneider and U.D.O. that makes the punch to the emotional pleasure centres such a wait of wonderful expectation.

Robbie Faulks & Linda Gail Lewis, Wild! Wild! Wild!. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Being in the same league as an iconic sibling is a double-edged sword, and for the tremendous Linda Gail Lewis, they don’t come much more iconic than the original wild man of Rock ‘n’ Roll, Jerry Lee Lewis.

There is the twin element of light and shade in which to navigate through, the outlandish beauty of the thrilling windswept wildness competes with the red rose flower in the turbulent sea tossed aside because of its association with the field of sunflowers; this is the path into which Linda Gail Lewis steps with Robbie Faulks and comes out down the line and over the gate of popular music with her exceedingly cool reputation even further enhanced, it is enough to drive you wild with excitement.

Kris Gruen, Coast & Refuge. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

For some, the sense of being so far inland that the water of life cannot be said to perhaps harm, drown or mistreat them, is enough to understand the world, they see it as protection from the elements, a haven in the unsinkable desert and harsh terrain. Yet by doing so they leave themselves open to seeing their retreat become a prison, their shelter removing any possibility of the pleasure that a wave crashing majestically and with full force against a fortified safe-harbour can bring as the residue of spray comes over the top and directly splashes those walking underneath.

Treetop Flyers. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

You might believe you go anywhere for the atmosphere, perhaps even for the sense of enjoyment it might bring you; but it should perhaps be argued that what you are actually doing is weaving yourself into the narrative of the day. Like the tale of the every man that The Moody Blues incorporated with so much progressive majesty in Days of Future Passed, the every person, the sense of creativity that sparks in us all is only waiting for us to imbed our soul into the closeness of the mellotron and the flyers handed out, all proclaiming that the end does not have to come.

Man With A Mission, Chasing The Horizon. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The school of thought that argues you should always be seen Chasing The Horizon is arguably more enticing and infinitely more exciting than believing that life can only be fulfilling if caught staring at four walls. Home maybe where the heart is but it is to the far-flung corners of the world in which our imagination and our lust for knowledge is able gather pace, to stretch out beyond what we know is surely the point of being a human being with a mission.

Israel Nash, Lifted. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

There have been times when people have sneered at the thought of an artist who wears the badge of spirituality on their coat sleeve, the muffled laughter and scorn behind the one hand, whilst extending the other outwards in some scene of warped lie, eager to hear the music, but reluctant, often deaf, to the message being spoken and urged.

El Ten Eleven, Banker’s Hill. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We have got so caught up in trying to survive the whims and demands of those to who feel we owe them thanks and penance, that we have largely forgotten that we are the masters of our own imagination. In that land we control, anything is possible and the only rules that are worth are damn is that there are no rules, no impediment to the scene you can create, no image that is not possible to float as an idea into the heart of someone you don’t know.

Jeremiah Johnson, Straightjacket. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The world is facing a storm, one perhaps that has arguably not been faced for as long as the vast majority of us have ever been alive, the dilemma of the path being taken, the ship of fools that are leading us into the damned unknown and making us the scapegoats for their decisions. It is no wonder that in such a period of uncertainty we find ourselves believing that the individual and collective soul has been placed in a Straightjacket, that our hands are tied, and our thoughts constricted.