Category Archives: Music

Talk Show, All Messed Up (And Nowhere To Go). E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There should be a new maxim used in the world of music, that if Boo Hewerdine is happy to endorse you, to take interest in your song writing capability, then who are we to argue.

All Messed Up (And Nowhere To Go) is the debut E.P. from Talk Show, the group sounding pseudonym for Maidstone singer-songwriter Lawrence O’Shea, and the sound that comes across, produced with the same drive and sense of purpose as the man behind the songs, the great Boo Hewerdine, is one that captivates and intrigues in equal measure.

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(394 words, estimated 1:35 mins reading time)

John T. Davis, Last Western Cowboy. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The assertion of being the Last Western Cowboy might be a stretch but should be no doubt whatsoever that the raw talent that resides in John T. Davis beautifully crafted album sits deep in the heart of the American Mid West and smokes its fortune, shoots its excellent lyrics deep into the heart of the listener and for all intense purposes Mr. Davis becomes a most wanted man.

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(443 words, estimated 1:46 mins reading time)

Pete Morton, The Land Of Time. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The poet who can grab the attention of the cynical and brow beaten is worth celebrating, when they play a song full of tranquil solitude, of observation in its purest and most delightful form, then their value is such that the world, even in the grimmest of reflections, offers a ray of light, the sparkling jewel of recognition that you are not alone in your thoughts.

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(462 words, estimated 1:51 mins reading time)

David Patrick, The Jazz Rites Of Spring. Album Review,

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

There are moments, brief nuggets of aural pleasure, which you know you have listened to a modern and defining masterpiece and which leads you into a world that, despite its apparent space in history, feels new and exciting; that you have listened to a piece of music in which the sensational is but a by-word for the sound of your jaw dropping to floor with the appreciation of a child wallowing in the glow of its first sunny day.

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(406 words, estimated 1:37 mins reading time)

Kris Barras Band. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The cry of help that filters through the dark, the sense of being left to determine one’s own fate and sharing even the darkest, most bitter thought with a crowd, that’s part of the ethos of the Blues and it is what carries the lovers of the strong tidal wave of emotions into the arms of an aficionado who can capture their dreams and blow them into the security of a loving song by a tremendous Band.

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(360 words, estimated 1:26 mins reading time)

Ole Frimer Band, Live At Blues Baltica. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The art of the story-teller is never lost, no matter what genre of music they decide to put their words too and no matter what way they choose to express their thought; there is always something that elevates their opinions, their desires or their own particular truth above the meaningless and the lyrically destitute that really on the overbearing rather than the message to carry their thoughts across.

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(381 words, estimated 1:31 mins reading time)

Chris Cleverley, Apparitions. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Life may start with a whimper, the incoherent but immediate call of a child searching in the new and bright artificial light but it soon becomes a tornado, an outpouring of experiences and the feeling of strange emotions that entwine themselves deep into the reservoir of the soul. It is the same feeling that one can hopefully attain when listening to a new album for the first time, the gentle beginning of a strummed guitar playing leisurely in the stream of time and letting the riptides take you where they must, where they tenderly insist that the listener’s heart strays.

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(358 words, estimated 1:26 mins reading time)

Metric, Pagans In Vegas. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It might not come as any surprise that the world believes there are Pagans In Vegas, that they have a deliberation, a poetic coolness in which the genre of Rock can feel the buzz and electronic heart of each dime or quarter dropped into the slot, that the fascination of a stimulating chord placed into lyrics unfolds the story presented by Canadian alternative Rockers Metric and the thrill of the high roll being chased is one that makes the bands sixth album worth celebrating.

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(351 words, estimated 1:24 mins reading time)

Jared James Nichols, Highwayman EP. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

William Harrison Ainsworth, the creator of the most famous Highwayman of all the dashing Dick Turpin, could not himself have come up with a more dashing hero than resides in the musician Jared James Nichols.

Life on the road is perhaps the pinnacle of a musician’s daily life. Away from the possibility of awards, of the dedication of the fans buying singles, E.Ps and albums, playing for a different crowd every night, performing for a crowd with energy to give and respect to unfold, an audience that at the end of the day surrenders their wares, perhaps their souls and certainly their time to by a figure just out of reach but who leaves them hopefully with something more important, hope.

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(457 words, 1 image, estimated 1:50 mins reading time)

Kim Simmonds And Savoy Brown, The Devil To Pay. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

A writer, a poet or the scribe of combined lyrics and sweated out notes should never stop searching for a truth, should never allow the music that floats in their head to become stifled or desolate, to become as barren and featureless as the deserts or as bland as deep black space when there is no cosmos to stare in open-mouthed wonder at. The music should never be seen as suffocating or unbearable to be around, it should never consume to the point of being bled dry and if does, if it should manage to challenge this and win through, then it is time to either call it a day or walk away for a while and regroup.

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(414 words, estimated 1:39 mins reading time)