Category Archives: Music

Angel Forrest, Electric Love. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

They say live music is in trouble, that the venues are closing down and the ones that stay open are only there for the niche markets and the out and out cover bands. Yes, it is hard to disagree with the fact that more venues have shut their doors for the last time but live music is not dead, it is breathing healthily, what it requires is the care and duty bound honour of going in search of something new, a band or an artist starting out to whom might never see the inside of a mega sized arena, that what they are doing it for is the special bond of the acoustic set or the desire of Electric Love.

Amit Dattani, Santiago. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The idea of starting over is enough to fill some with dread, push them into the unexpected quarter of retreating from what they know and becoming a shadow of themselves, a spirit to whom their lives that they knew meant to much and now they cannot function in the cold light of further inspection, of performing solo when they once had a partnership in which to hold onto.

Fran Wyburn, Wood For The Trees. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Life is too hectic, too full, often packed with the meaningless and trivial, moments that bog you down as you search through the thicket, past the mire that surrounds the willows and the ash, the knotted stumps and the hollows that infest and give the forest of life its charm, its grandeur and its dense thickness in which noting, light, air or a soul can break free from.

Gareth Heesom, Billy’s Girl. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

To carry the tender voice onwards is nothing short of a great gift to bestow upon those who have left us behind as their own great adventure carries on. In the same way that we lauded and praised our ancestors in songs of memory in times that may seem alien to us, the practise, the joy of singing to our parents or grandparents, of remembering them in verse or poetic stance, be they heroic or just kind, it is a race memory we still follow, even if we have no understanding of the reasons why we do it, and just believe that it is there because it is a beautiful thing to do.

Rick Parfitt, Over And Out. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Within each of us there is the urge to have achieved recognition in our name, just even the once, we sit and believe and revel in the daydream of putting out a catalogue of work to live in the sense of the forever. To say when the time comes that something lives on after we pass away into the great eternity, be it a small pebble thrown to cause several ripples, or the building of a dam in which to change the course of the once lazy tide into a more productive surge and rush of water. Before we say Over and Out down the radio transistor of life, we should consider that we can at least achieve something good in our own name.

Courtney Marie Andrews, May Your Kindness Remain. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It is the most endearing of qualities, the act of permanent kindness, one that can be lauded but is often abused, taken advantage of, being seen as a gain for all except for the person to whom their heart is in the right place and the urge to be constantly thoughtful often betrays the way they are looked upon.

The Fratellis, In Your Own Sweet Time. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It seems everything we do today is dictated by the push of the clock, we are in the grip of chaos to beat deadlines at an ever more consuming rate, we are pushed to the point of breaking and then people wonder why the robot you have become, suddenly starts to break down, the odd bit of snapping back occurs and the ever increasing heart rate becomes a dawning of realisations, that in the end you should have done it all In Your Own Sweet Time.

The Oran Project, Music Without Borders. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It often feels like the most insane of human accomplishments, the ability to mark down on a map where a boundary or borderline should be; even more bizarre that throughout the centuries and hundreds of thousands of years of steadily climbing up the evolutionary scale, that we should still ways of tearing each other apart, that we still look with green envious eyes to the shade and colour of the grass on the other side.

Stevie Jones And The Wildfires, Angels & Sirens. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

In the battle for your soul, it is not Devils and Gods that you have to concerned with trying to please or keeping out of the way; it is the Angels & Sirens who will have the first and last call on everything that you are as they endeavour with their own sense of majesty to first sample you, and then later seduce you into taking a side. It is a side that offers pitfalls, extremes highs and the kiss from either as they lure you, beckon you with riches and sensual passion and finally devour you, which makes the experience even more extreme, more tantalising and spine tingling than you might at first believe.

Jake Aaron, Give Me Your Horse. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The instrumental single is one that can inspire and be seen as a manifestation of the physical art made innocent, or it can sink without a trace, confined to the novelty bin, brought out at parties with a groan of delight as everybody remembers the dance that once accompanied it and the embarrassed tentative steps on the dance floor, aided only by youthful shenanigans and the Dutch courage required to pull the moves off.