The Bordellos, Debt Sounds. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

A particular school of thought always maintains, insists and is arguably right, that an album created does not have to conform to fashion, blinkered style or persistent convention; it is what the Punk ethic strove for, to prove that anybody could achieve anything if they had the ethos of passion, drive and someone to listen to them perform. It is drive that sets the way, without it, you may as well sit at home and just talk about doing stuff, placing your life on permanent hold, doing nothing and wishing you had at least, just once put your thoughts down in a Punk style.

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(470 words, estimated 1:53 mins reading time)

Three From Above, Hail Caesar!, Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It is the evocative sound of agreement turned in on itself, of the signalling of the Triumvirate in action as they held the world in the palm of their hands and never for a minute believing it would be for anything other than pleasure and domination; certainly not to be used in conjunction by an entertaining band from Liverpool who see the world in their latest single, as an intense, moody joy and third round knockout in front of a 10,000 strong baying crowd at the Liverpool Echo Arena.

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(362 words, 1 image, estimated 1:27 mins reading time)

Helen Of Troy In Later Years.

The living embodiment of beauty,

that was Helen of Troy,

the reason why men went to war,

battle stained, the sacking

and destruction

of a noble city.

Yet few realise that in later life,

she became a glutton, fast food addict

and as her handsome noble features

began to fade away,

she became known as Helen,

the face that munched a thousand chips.

 

Ian D. Hall 2018

Permanent link to this post (71 words, estimated 17 secs reading time)

Barry Nisbet, A Bright Ray Of Sunshine. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

We all deserve to find that feeling, even if it just once, of A Bright Ray of Sunshine that will somehow fill our day with possibility and memory, of leading into a realm inhabited by the mystical and the fire, of seeing into a landscape that is both undeniably alien and yet also comfortably familiar, of witnessing the heather bloom in a far of land that is part of your own understanding and yet has ways that mystifies and perplexes the mind. We might seek the bright ray of sunshine but unless we are careful, we also could find that we are entranced by it to the point of not focusing on anything else for a while.

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(416 words, estimated 1:40 mins reading time)

Liverpool Sound And Vision: An Interview With Claire Simmo.

Pantomime is special, it is social glue that binds generations and allows children their first journeys into appreciating theatre. It is also almost uniquely British, undeniably good fun and something that captures the inner child in us all. We may take our children and grandchildren along in the hope they will entertained, educated and thrilled by the music, the jokes and the magic that comes with a trip to see that Fairy Godmothers do exist, in which the hero and heroine of the story live happily ever after and the joy of the Pantomime Dame lead the audience through the innuendo, however it is as much for the adult in the group as it is the child.

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(1401 words, estimated 5:36 mins reading time)

Please Hear What I Am Not Saying, Book Review. Poetry Compiled By Isabelle Kenyon.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

We are urged to listen to everything, to take note of all the words said and to take the appropriate action required to make sure all is understood, that there can be no ambiguity in the conversation, we then smile, pleased with ourselves that the dialogue has been completed and we can go and implement the ideas thrashed out.

Where there is discussion, there is also silence, but for the most part we don’t pay too much heed to the words unspoken, the pauses in which the exchange may have stumbled or become broken, snatched from the ether, the moment in which you should hear the silent scream become clear, Please Hear What I Am Not Saying.

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(521 words, estimated 2:05 mins reading time)

One Day, Your Children Become Someone Else.

 

It will come, the dumbfounded look

that will crease your face, puzzled shrinkage

one afternoon, or evening when words

pass lips that only a moment before

were full of childish glee and wonder,

probing questions become statements,

optimism and love

in their eyes becomes care, you hope,

and you’re left feeling as if the world has turned

and forgotten to tell you, that the positions

have changed and now you are the one galloping towards…

well the land of the not quite sure,

your brow deepens, your furrow tightens

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(132 words, estimated 32 secs reading time)

Ian Siegal, It’s All The Rage. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It’s All The Rage… fear, anger, the frenzied daily attacks that leave us blindsided and feeling like our minds have become the plaything for lesser men to manipulate; it is all the rage, this feeling of anxiety, of thunder in the hearts but no lightning to spark the brain into the rebellion, or at least urging on those who are willing to tackle the subjects so few are able to comprehend.

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(423 words, estimated 1:42 mins reading time)

Georgia Black, The Morning’s Just Begun. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

You have to get up early in the day if you don’t wish to betray the dawn; that the old Victorian adage of early to bed, early to rise, is only as good as what the day has in store for you, that being on a planet with seven billion other humans makes you less unique, almost in this day and age no more relevant than a cog in the machine, or at least that is what some would have you believe, for they only see the dawn, they don’t understand that The Morning’s Just Begun.

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(388 words, estimated 1:33 mins reading time)

Front Row Circus Seats, Vlad.

 

It makes a change,

a deep breath is exhaled

by many like me, the old,

the infirm, the disabled, the poor, the children,

the low paid,

the single mums, the stay at home dads,

the neglected, the dying, the sick,

the homeless, the under pressure in

this country’s green and pleasant land

as we sit in the front row, given popcorn to eat

knowing that for a brief moment,

all eyes in the circus are fixed East,

the spy V spy deflecting our out

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(120 words, estimated 29 secs reading time)