Gandalf’s Owl, Who’s The Dreamer? Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10


The pragmatist will assert their supposed authority of the romantic idealist by deriding the thoughts they have as being unrealistic, out of step with the modern cruelty in which the world exists; this derision, this potential conflict in which the seer of what could be is extracted out of into an unsightly cold embrace, is nothing more than logic out of control. It is the unbalancing in which the visionary realises that not everybody speaks the same language and that not all ideas are welcome, that the prophetic stance in which the world requires the creative, is almost a sneer waiting in answer, to which Who’s The Dreamer? becomes a dangerously exciting response.

Mike Sponza, Made In The Sixties. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

The 60s is when it all came alive, when the teenagers saw that Bill Haley had faded out and that the first great hero of Rock and Roll was never coming back, it was the era of old men born in the 19th Century finally not running the White House, of hope in the passion of Martin Luther King and John F. Kennedy, of the race to go beyond the perceived limits of the Earth, of a new love culminating in the Woodstock festival and in which for ever afterwards, through the wasted opportunities, through political scandal and assassinations, and the rise of Generation X and the coming of cynical dogma, that if you can remember it, then you weren’t paying attention to the message.

Gifford Lind, Alex Black And Guy Burgess, Weave Trust With Truth. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Weave Trust With Truth, for in between each stitch, each thread, there lays the endeavour of perfection in which communities thrived and looked after each other, a sense of belonging in which modern industry has replaced the thousands of people required to produce quality goods will never understand, all gone in the name of supposed automation, all disappeared in the drive for greater profit potential. From the fishermen to the drapers, the dockers to the railwaymen, all were part of something greater than the single man or woman, all were involved in a larger tapestry, all we were interlaced with each other, all now on the decline.

Parcels. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It is a quandary of our own making, the rush and pursuit of all we can gorge, all we can seize in the belief it can bolster our self-esteem or yield to the seriously complex mantra and conviction of those that imply or force with genuine conviction that all we need to do is lighten up, to rid the acquisition of knowledge at all costs and all the supposed meaningful benefits that go hand in hand with such quests.

Estrons, You Say I’m Too Much, I Say You’re Not Enough. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

 

A truth plainly ignored by many, is that life is about perspectives, the belief that your observation of an event is clearer and more succinct than that of someone else’s, that your version of love is somehow greater and more resounding than that of your neighbours, your friends, even that in which the object of your affections can muster.

The ABC Murders. Television Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Cast: John Malkovich, Andrew Buchan, Rupert Grint, Eamon Farren, Fraya Mavor, Michael Shaeffer, Shirley Henderson, Kevin McNally, Bronwyn James, Christopher Villiers, Anya Chalotra, Tara Fitzgerald, Suzanne Packer, Eve Austin, Jack Farthing, Tamzin Griffin, Lizzy McInnerny, Ian Pirie, Cyril Nri, Gregor Fisher, Neil Hurst, Henry Goodman.

No one actor has the monopoly on a character, not one viewer has the definitive right to install as an absolute god their chosen performer in the role in which others can bring a different dimension to the flaws and assets possessed of those brought to life before an audience; it is perhaps not even the right of the imaginative soul who brought them into existence to dictate who should don the greasepaint of any one individual who is there to glean insight into the human condition.

Stephen King, Elevation. Book Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It is surely fair to say that there will never be another writer like Stephen King, a master of his genre in such a way that rivals Dickens, Terry Pratchett, Agatha Christie or Jane Austen in their chosen avenues of exploring the desire and darkness within the human experience, a fair assumption that despite many suggesting he has lost his touch, or perhaps just simply been part of the everyday for far too long. It is more than likely that his performance as a writer, the stories crafted, still thrill millions around the world, the power of his imagination continues to hit heights that perhaps install just a twinge of envy in some, and downright rude resentment in others.

Kramies, Of All The Places Been & Everything The End. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Of all you have seen within your life time, how much of them do you truly remember, is everything that you think you witnessed, every eye-capturing moment, something you observed, or is it the product of the emotions of what you felt running through your veins at the time; not everything you perceive to be real is true, not all the ins you have placed in a map and the images of them in your mind’s eye are everything they could have possibly been.

Handsome Jack, Everything’s Gonna Be Alright. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

They tell you that it will all work out in the end, that the girl will get what she aspires to, that the boy will find a way to bring about change, that corrupt Governments will fall and that the people of the world will reject certain alleged realisms and bring forth a welcome peace, or at the very least learn to live with each other.

She Makes War, Brace For Impact. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

There is a time for restraint and there is a time for the abandonment of self-discipline, the removal of the chains and shackles of biting your tongue, a time to make peace and the hour in which to send your thoughts willingly into battle, the guns firing upon your command; holding back the weary calm is a persistent drain on the soul, occasionally you have to let go, and by doing so in return you have to be sure that your defences are ready, that you can Brace For Impact.