Category Archives: Music

Ezra Collective: Dance, No One’s Watching. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

We are so wrapped up in the sense of appearances that we forget that to dance is not just an act of enjoyment, it is a rite of passage that serves us well long after that first fumbling encounter on the floor of the school hall with the first crush we ever dreamed about. As we move from the sense of the sacred, we become mindful that all eyes are upon us, that to throw caution to the wind and move our bodies to the rhythm at hand is somehow going to cause us to be judged, to be considered, appraised and found wanting.

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(377 words, 1 image, estimated 1:30 mins reading time)

Gemma Hayes: Blind Faith. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Taking time to achieve a sense of glory, or to even find a way to balance life with passionate, down to Earth soul searching, is an art lost to many simply because of the decree from Government that states if you aren’t productively part of the system then you are taking up space, you are harming that wonderous slug of an idea, the economy.

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(422 words, 1 image, estimated 1:41 mins reading time)

Aerialists: I Lost My Heart On Friday. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

To be in the presence of exuberance is to feel cheer spread from the inner most part of the delicate soul we rarely speak of, let alone acknowledge its existence, and see that feast of merriment take hold and glow on the skin and the smile on the face erupt passionately as we acknowledge that if possible we could dispense with everything else if it meant we could just admit we were in love with the world.

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(395 words, 1 image, estimated 1:35 mins reading time)

Leif Vollebekk: Revelation. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

There is a question mark in the minds of many who believe that the melancholic sound of an artist is akin to the cry of the desperate and fruitless of those to whom only dust balls run through the otherwise vacant space, concerned only with the emotional luxury of the moment; the long term and sensitive sound is not for them, but for all others it is a staggering appraisal of their own brief lives.

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(404 words, 1 image, estimated 1:37 mins reading time)

London Grammar: The Greatest Love. Album Review.

London Grammar - The Greatest Love – The Vinyl Whistle

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

What is The Greatest Love, one we can express freely, one that shocks us and catches us unawares, one from our formative years, or the one the one that perhaps saves us when we believe we are beyond help, beyond rescue, and out of the reach of redemption?

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(354 words, 1 image, estimated 1:25 mins reading time)

Bird’s View: House Of Commando. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Momentum, impetus, whatever the calling, however we describe the energy in which we declare caution against a lost state of emotion, and risk is a truth of endeavour in which your vision, your voice, can command an audience in to pushing you even further than you could ever imagine; that is the energy to which we must utilise if we wish to see the beauty of success in our life time.

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(354 words, 1 image, estimated 1:25 mins reading time)

India Ramey: Baptized By The Blaze. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

How we recover from trauma is often a solo expedition, one that is not easy, indeed it is one of a road through deserts of introspection and empty isles of service stations, where the gas and momentum are out of our price range and the point on the map in which we are aiming for is on a part of the map that has been folded, creased, crumpled in anguish far too many times to make sense the solitary driver as they increasingly look for stop and help signs along the bittering highway.

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(464 words, 1 image, estimated 1:51 mins reading time)

Flotsam And Jetsam: I Am The Weapon. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Never take seriously those who suggest they hold a deterrent, the keys to the arsenal, or the codes to launch an attack; but always be mindful, even respectful of those who you know will look you in the eyes and with softly spoken menace proclaim, “I Am The Weapon”, for they are not talking of the bludgeon, they are merely describing themselves, they are the voice that can bring down towers and walls, they are the reason that those who practise art can be devastating in their approach to destroying an enemy.

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(427 words, 1 image, estimated 1:42 mins reading time)

Michael McDermott: Lighthouse On The Shore. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The duality of the soul is not a complex argument to understand, the very nature of human existence relies on being able to see both sides of a story, to see through the forces of the darkness and the light, both equal opportunists when it comes claiming the soul of anyone, is to know of the cosmic intent of life itself. Collectively or individually, we are no more the ship cascading on broken waves at sea than we are the guiding beam from the Lighthouse On The Shore, but we are the amalgam of the two, and it is in that where reaction to the rocky times ahead are met with certainty and trepidation at the same time.

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(368 words, estimated 1:28 mins reading time)

Helen Maw: Keepers Of The Sea. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

To feel empathy, to understand compassion when you approach art is to know at some point you must have had your heart broken. There in the sweet surrender of the Muse’s voice that sings to you, in amongst the remains of the first breakdown the soul ever suffered, the memory lingers and it is to those sirens of expressions, the sirens who are the Keepers Of The Sea who set the seal on our willingness to feel at all times and give others the opportunity to also be charmed by the sound of waves and song.

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(333 words, estimated 1:20 mins reading time)