Category Archives: Music

Carson McHone, Still Life. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We can deny the accusation all we want, but at some point, we have to admit to ourselves that we are capable of sabotage of the self, of causing pain to the inner child that resides within us all, and the complications we reap as we face the inevitability of the Still Life reflecting back at us from the pool of our soul.

Gary Gardner, You Gotta Find Things To Know What To Keep. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Do we take enough chances in life, do we explore with the fascination of a child rummaging through every toy in the box just to find the one puppet or model that catches our eye and our soul and to which we forever hold in reverence, whilst still pursuing other toys, other enjoyments in which to compare with? Arguably it could be stated that we do, but it then becomes more about ownership, about possession, and unlike the child, the adult finds they want it all but have no real need for the toy, they just want to covet it and keep it out of other’s reach.

Basia Bulat, The Garden. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The need to emphasise just how important the art of storytelling is to the human spirit and the soul has never been greater. In a time of flux, in a period where we are tied by the shackles of unyielding and unrepentant dogma dressed in the clothes of pragmatism, the chance to sit in The Garden and feel the buzz of a natural lesson imparted rather than the forced rhetoric of statement, confirmed declaration, and the account of madmen in their offices.

Metronomy, Small World. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It’s a Small World after all, and the things we value have reasserted themselves beyond the realm of being granted. We find we have to fight for the dignity of what was once presumed, and this action is having not only a detrimental effect on our psyche, but it is forcing us to become more insular, more manipulated as we find ourselves comparing ever more to those around us, competing for resources that are denied unless you have the ear of an influential friend in Government or have the patronage that affords you being erased from court cases and the ensuing madness that comes from appearing to be absolved from any heinous crime.

Slash & Myles Kennedy and The Conspirators, 4. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The gospel according to Slash reaches its fourth delivery, and perhaps no greater sense of faith can be bestowed upon the loyal as once more they are treated as one congregation, the Rector of Rock in the large black hat and the lay preachers standing aside in mutual admiration all reciting their notes and sermons as 4 knocks the faithless off their perch and gives meaning to a period of time in which faint heart and apprehension of future endeavours has been handled by many, and in which hope has been tested.

Dan Patlansky, Shelter Of Bones. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

To seek sanctuary in a time of skeletons, the gutless and the frames of barebone lies should be considered an act of rebellious care, for how else are we meant to thrive when the system is run by sociopaths, by the manipulative and the devoid of empathy, we either surrender to the shattering destructive states of their whims and desires of control, or we place our trust in the Shelter Of Bones and live to fight the parasitical, the ones who sell false medicine and hope.

Lord Agheros, Koinè. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Language evolves, it becomes corrupted, it takes on the influence of others who seek to overthrow and undermine, and sometimes it flirts with extinction, and arguably dies, exhaling its last moments in a struggle between distinction and meaning.

Language though, the essence of communication between human beings never truly dies, it just changes, it roars, it attains glorious heights, and it enthuses even beyond the grave, regardless of its origins, the ceremony and ritual it is granted pushes all to seek one thing, to be understood.

Ian David Green, Songs From The Wheel. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Where would we be without the wheel, alliteration aside, the helm of life would be drastically different if some bright spark from the beginnings of the Bronze Age hadn’t looked at the way boats were playing a part in conquering the seas and driving commerce, spreading culture, and perhaps aiding the odd incursion and pillage of foreign shores, and thought how much effort could be saved on the waters and assist and benefit the farmers of the ancient world by taking a hard durable rock, boring a hole in the middle of it and fashioning into a shape that easily rotates…to answer a question, human existence and history would be very different.

Naked & Baked, Nudes. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

To be exposed before your peers, it sounds like the judgement passed on high by the vengeful and the relentless form of authority figures who deem your behaviour as being against a code that they drew up in secret and never let you even glance at the terms and conditions or tick the box which insists, Yes, I’m Human.

Fights And Fires, Future Plans And The Things That Ruin Them. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

One of the finest features of Punk is that it doesn’t require a language in which it can hide behind innuendo, insinuation, hints, and clues, Punk says exactly what it wants to say, no frustration, no games, and the implication of its truth is what scares some into declaring that they find it distasteful, that its aggressive stance is unconscionable in a world which they insist should be actively fed propaganda to about its future, its current state of existence.