Category Archives: Music

Robbie Hill &The Blue 62, Price To Pay. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7/10

A meeting of minds can happen so unexpectedly, so suddenly that the resulting maelstrom of emotions and musical frenzy that follows is something you just have to try and grab the tail of and tag along for the ride.

For Robbie Hill & The Blue 62, a chance meeting with Jesse King in Finland has led to a young Scotsman adding weight to the Blues and invigorating a genre with their, and Finnish drummer Tatu Parssinen, seriousness, style and collective wit and charm. The Devil at times might hold all the best cards in the deck but there is always a Price To Pay when allowing someone dedicated to join the game.

Flying Colours, Second Nature. Album Review.

 

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

There is an adage that to have done well you passed with flying colours, the overall result was about as close to perfection that you could ever hope for without a team of University lecturers raising an eyebrow in your direction and asking for a re-count on the basis that nothing could be that good. To pass with flying colours sounds good, it reads well and it puts a song in your heart so loud that it drowns the sorrow of high expectation in your own life with magnificence normally reserved for trying to please loved ones and close friends.

Sanctuary, The Year The Sun Died. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Nothing changes in the end bar time itself, although fans and listeners may wonder might have happened, what could have been in the world of Metal had Sanctuary not folded in on itself after the release of the live offering of Into The Mirror, what would have a world that took Metal into the homes of those that only five years before had shunned the American metal Gods of Metallica, Megadeth, the likes of Queensryche and Anthrax. Would Sanctuary have found a safe haven in which to preach to the converted and beyond?

Zoe Schwarz Blue Commotion, Exposed. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It is the measure of a great talent that you can listen to an album that has been recorded somewhere in  deep dark confines, where lights flash on and off and with no discernable pattern emerging except for those who understand these things and for whom the rest of us may as well be watching a futuristic science fiction film starring William Shatner.  The music that is later heard from your C.D. player is one in which you can imagine fully having been painstakingly, lovingly and thankfully captured frame by frame, song by song and each bead of sweat that falls seductively from each of the musician’s brow able to tell its own tantalising story.

Hellion, Karma’s A Bitch. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

You could be forgiven for thinking that Hellion had disappeared into the 21st Century ether. Like many of their compatriots and contemporaries from what now seems like a time in which has been dwarfed by the subversion of music as a television entertainment procedure for advertising revenue rather than expression of deep down and dirty demands from a disenfranchised society, Hellion haven’t really hit the sweetest of spots in the genre of late.

All that should change with the release of their mini album, the outrageously good Karma’s A Bitch which is out this October.

Erja Lyytinen, The Sky Is Crying. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

One of the being alive in the 21st Century is finding more and more music in which to take a certain degree of delight in. Not only in the extravagantly opulent amount of new songs paraded by people with something extraordinary fighting in their soul, the ones that refuse to lay down and take a metaphorical punching from successive people underestimating their age, their attitude, stance or particular opinion on a subject, but also in the fact that never before has so much been available from every decade, every century in which the combination of right tones, breathes and flickering beauty has been captured.

Modest Midget, Crysis. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Crisis! What Crisis? It may as well be the rallying call to what could at times be perceived as a beleaguered music industry, under pressure to constantly deliver in many cases the same sterile underwhelming stereotypical crass commercialism and in which makes the two ends of the spectrum just as much at fault as those who queue up and proclaiming it’s always been their dream to be a singer; possibly having had that dream since the first read that any of the many so called talent shows were going to be in town. On one side you have that, run by people who seem hell bent to destroy music from television’s side and then you have the likes of Bono and U2 giving their music away for nothing, well aside from the hefty cheque from online music fronts that is.

Grant Nicholas, Yorktown Heights. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

You don’t have to go to Yorktown to hit the heights but to record a solo album full of instantly enjoyable songs, of tracks in which pathos, regret and hope go arm in arm and shove with purpose and some undisguised personal violence at the imagery of the past, then perhaps Yorktown Heights is the place in which solitude and rememberance are two adjoining emotions with a clear view of a possible future that lays ahead.

Sunjay. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There is one way to describe the first aural sensation in which the ears hear the musical tones of Sunjay Brayne, one tiny word in which holds a myriad of thoughts, a single utterance in which musical confusion is dispelled and waved away like a fine mist is dispelled by the action of a fan, it is just simply marvellous.

Black Diamond, THE EP, Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There are some things in life that should come with a cautionary sign attached them. Not the dangerous ones in which various pictures are plastered over the front of packaging and perforated with Government Surgeon General advice, not the kind in which Tipper Gore managed to spring load and foster fear over the corruption of young American minds and not the imaginary ones that should be written in paint over the front of polling stations which proclaim the words, Governments can seriously cause you stress but the ones that state loud and proud, “This C.D. will change the way you look at local music” or “Stop watching television, get out there and listen to this band, they will make you smile harder than rhinoceros armed with a gun and a poacher cowering on its knees.”