Category Archives: Music

Boo Hewerdine, Swimming In Mercury. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

In the laps of the gods, brushing shoulders with the messenger with winged feet and hoping that he takes the note, elegantly written, the heart understanding that each word must be precise and to the point but with the notion that it also must contain a code to which the deserving will adore, to the masses and from there threaten to break down a system and only offer a truth, a truth that life is rich and full of weaved tapestry, even if you cannot see it, the writer Swimming In Mercury will.

Sheila K. Cameron, Run Through Side A. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The raw and untouched is often more exciting than what be gleaned with an army of analysts or a crowd telling you how something should be presented; it is strange that for many they arguably are willing to sell their soul in order to see something they envisaged taken out of their control and packaged neatly as a presumed desire, as a consumable product. The raw is often delicate, it is the result of allowing a single breath to come out from underneath the shadow and stand for a while in the basking sunshine and wallow in the words of Salvador Dali, “Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it.”

Vanessa Collier, Meeting My Shadow. Album Review.

 

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

In the heart of all things must exist the person and their shadow, it may be steeped in ancient folklore and stories passed down that the significance between the individual and their silhouette is paramount, it is something that is framed neatly in the story of Peter Pan, in astronomy as the shadow side of the Sun is named Lilith, the dark side of the Biblical Adam and his first wife, it is the frantic search for duality, the remains of our alter ego and the whisper that they can cause havoc, create illusion and dream the impossible, is not lost on human perception and history.

The Love Dimension, Acceptance. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Dealing with loss is not an easy matter, for all the self help books designed to guide you through the stages, the feelings you are bound to have many times in your life, for all the psychotherapists and the less than helpful friends who might not quite understand the depth of your emotion, they never truly seem to go anywhere near Acceptance; they cover everything else but Acceptance is the one stage in which everybody believes is just great, you have moved on and the world can turn again.

Mondegreen, Small Towns. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

For some coming from a small town can be seen as having a disadvantage in life, the urge to see beyond the scope of vision afforded its narrow borders, surrounded perhaps by open fields, countryside exploration and closed older minds blinded by centuries of tradition and often the inability to change as the younger townsfolk either walk away, never wishing to return, or those who stay arguably losing the fight to see revolution in the shires take effect.

Loathe, The Cold Sun. Album Review.

 

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

There was a time when many thought the concept album was dead, that the medium of the music long conversation was over and that nobody could pull it off anymore; such thought is always folly. It is akin to suggesting the narrative poem is redundant, that nobody could pull of the epic anymore, such is the world we now inhabit, anything over a miniscule of thought is deemed to be excessive, anything that takes the time and trouble to convey a story supposed to be not worthy of the modern applause and yet in the hands of Liverpool’s Loathe, The Cold Sun is the type of chronicle that is splendid and worthy of Time being digested and poured over.

Steve Thompson, We Didn’t Start The Fire. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There is parody, then there is worship, both perhaps from the same root, the same cared for bud growing with high aspirations in the soil, one though grows in a very different direction to the other, one can be twisted, bent out of shape and seen as more than the object of desire, the other can stand out and be seen arguably as a natural progression, the thought process that the original might have taken had it had an artist’s fertile imagination behind it.

Ben Marwood, Get Found. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The world can be cruel, not just physically but mentally as well, it is the realisation that in times of trauma, we might want to hide away, we might find the solace needed to repair ourselves and come out fighting but above else nobody wants to be lost forever, we just want to recover and Get Found.

Eliza Neals, 10,000 Feet Below. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Sometimes it takes scouring the very depths to come up above ground and be seen as the true star that you are; the height varies of course, some only have to plunge a couple of yards and they are doomed to never return, their ego, their blasé approach to life marking them out as ones who just don’t understand the Blues or the feeling of trying to better what was already seemingly perfect. For those that head 10,000 Feet Below the surface, who truly get to grips with their thoughts of pushing themselves beyond the expected, further than the ordinary, then that couple of miles journey is nothing; especially if it means soaring higher than ever.

Gary Maginnis, When I Was A Child. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There have been many artists who endeavour to take us back to a time when our world, our field of views and opinions were less rigid, when all we had to worry about, we hoped, was playing with our friends and hoping that we would survive school. Whether for good or bad, ill or fortunate, to think back to the person you were and the dreams you had, it is rare to see that person remain; like a ghost of oneself, to think back to childhood is too often not recognise the hero of the story.