Category Archives: Music

Tim Bennett, The View From Here. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The outlook from where you sit can be the one that not only determines your mood but has the ability to shape you as a human being, the position you take into any fight, conversation or relationship and yet to say that The View From Here is the only one that is available is not trust the artist to show you another level, another position in which your stance can be changed.

Tankard, One Foot In The Grave. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating  8.5/10

When you have One Foot In The Grave, that is when people should fear you most, in artistic terms, it is to raise a glass, the unfettered Tankard, to life and show that no matter what some might say about you, in the end the only opinion that matters is your own. If you can stare down the detractors and make a section of society happy to be in your company, then that is success, that is when all the fighting and taking on all comers was worth it.

Whyte, Fairich. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The mood is always one that is constantly evolving, ever changing in the face of those who face the world with serious thought or the natural disposition of seeing life as an orchestral arrangement; the feeling that somewhere in the mind is a music sheet of paper being written upon and seizing every note, every cascading thought, and the end result if viewed with passion, is akin to Whyte’s debut album Fairich, a wave of inspiration and recorded ambience in which life is seen to be surrounded by the inevitable and the sonically beautiful.

Porter Nickerson, Bonfire To Ash. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

All that is fire turns to ash eventually, the passion of misspent youth, the heat of reckless middle age, the slowing embers of love in mature grandeur, all set free on the wings of steam and the memory of what was once the most desired thing in the world, to be loved and to care for with equal ferocity; all this eventually is the Bonfire To Ash, the cinders which inspires the phoenix to rise one last time.

Mike Younger, Little Folks Like You And Me. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

In today’s society, the Little Folks Like You And Me has never been more apt or prevalent. We have become divided whilst trying to unite, we have found more ways to be offended by the small things whilst not seeing the big picture and everyday this goes on, whilst every second that passes we find another way to break apart, we find ways to fracture and disavow those who are our greatest allies. Yet it is in the supposed little folks, the perceived down trodden and the Orwell Proles that hope can come and music can be made.

Rosie Hood, The Beautiful & The Actual. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

We all want to believe the beautiful, we have to have relish the sense of the impressive, a moment in our lives when the delightful outweighs the truth, even if it is for the smallest and briefest of time, before the colour that had been painted with vivid and exciting colours turns to monochrome and the images are left startled by their own fading glory. It is in this we see the difference between what we see and what actually occurs and so rarely do the two states, The Beautiful & The Actual, coexist.

Roger Waters, Is This The Life We Really Want? Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Only we know the answer that lays deep in our hearts, the reply to a thousand years of history and few thousand more, of politicians and so called gurus, sages all, putting their stamp down on the world in which they would like to see created, the lie in their own image; it may be wrong but it is the one that they see as the one most fitting when asked, Is This The Life We Really Want?

Oliver Light, The Clockwork Within. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Time is an illusion, yet it is one that humanity can no longer live without, for the passing of the day means nothing to our minds unless it is filled with notches, hourly, quarterly, each minute carefully allotted set tasks, moments in the sun, the sense that in the end light will follow dark and in between we have to fill the space around us with something, electronic or pulse driven, mechanical or solar, nothing truly represents Time than The Clockwork Within.

Giovanni Cristino, 01. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7.5/10

Memory is something very precious, we are the sum of all that we remember and hold dear, even those moments in which we try our damndest to forget everything, can hold a sparkle of beauty that seems to be an island in a sea of perpetual troubles and yet one we cling to lest the memory fades of when we stood tall, when we stood for something that would hurt us because we saw the other side was wrong. Memory is after all, all we are and all we will be in the eyes of others and memory is amplified by the senses, none perhaps finer than the sense of sound.

Ben Bostick, Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

The outsider, the recluse from the world, of doing things in the perceived normal way or the genius native who sees life for what it truly can be, extraordinary, uncommon and peculiar, out in the open and not closeted away in a studio, forever thinking of the next album, always in demand by the managers and the representatives rather than the true believers, those that take their time out to see you perform, even a boardwalk, up to your neck in songs that might never reach the world but for a brief moment thrill the ears of those walking by.