Harri Endersby, Homes/Lives. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Our home is our safety net, for at least that is what it is meant to represent, the place where those around us like, love and perhaps even respect us; going out of the front door should represent a challenge, not the other way round, coming home should represent life unhindered.

Harri Endersby’s debut album is one in which the thought of native lands, the origin perhaps of where a person came from, can end up being a place so far from where conceived, the same with music, the vision, the spark of the idea, is not always where it concludes; the deviations along the way make the journey infinitely more enjoyable and yet there is always that pull of home, the place where all things must eventually pass.

Logan, Film Review. Picturehouse@F.A.C.T., Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Cast: Hugh Jackman, Patrick Stewart, Dafne Keen, Boyd Holbrook, Stephen Merchant, Elizabeth Rodriguez, Richard E. Grant, Eriq La Salle, Elise Neal, Quincy Fouse.

It is sometimes logical than the final instalment of any story is the one that makes you understand just how much you love the character that you have seen grow, that their life’s conclusion is paramount to everything that has happened before; it is only in the last blink towards the eternal camera that you realise just exactly they have brought to the world.

He Takes Photographs.

 

He takes photographs

of places

that I will never see,

he takes photographs

of doors that are crumbling,

its paint flaking off and carried

on the wind

to land on gravel paths and trampled upon

underfoot.

The masonry is cracking

and graffiti winds its way,

spray paint adoringly

in nature’s colours,

along to a point where it hides

the webs of cracked glass

and the solitary red van outside

The Slow Cull, At Their Hands.

It is the easy target,

not bullet proof

because we are the ones that carry

around our lives in your hands

and as you consider mass extermination

of the disabled, mass pariah

on a stake, a struck match

that flickers with the rhetoric

that comes out of your mouth, you

want us dead, the shame of memory, the cull

in place that says we cannot live,

despite it actually being the fault of

Government, of life, of life,

what life, you are

the ones who are sick, the cull

Brit Floyd, Gig Review. Echo Arena, Liverpool. (2017).

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

It could be argued that the pulse of the Universe runs through the veins of what we feel, the mood we inhabit and the longing we have deep inside of us for the comfortable and unnerving in equal measure; such is that pulse, such is beauty in a single note that the art and the artist are entwined, that even hearing it performed by another is enough to raise the goosebumps to a point where they can be seen from space.

Natalie McCool, You & I. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There are many things that we believe we should be able to say with those we share our lives with, regardless of the relationship, regardless of Time, yet we keep certain things to ourselves, we find that the path of least resistance is the one best chosen as it offers the better chance of peace and security.

Certain Women, Film Review. Picturehouse@F.A.C.T., Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * *

Cast: Laura Dern, Michelle Williams, Kristin Stewart, Lily Gladstone, James Le Gros, Jared Harris, Rene Auberjonis, Ashlie Atkinson, Guy Boyd, Edelen McWilliams, John Getz, James Jordan, Matt McTighe, Joshua T. Fonkalafi, Sara Rodier, Stephanie Campbell, Kilty Reidy, Marceline Hugot, Zena Dell Lowe, Kory Gunderson.

There is always a high expectation when it comes to some films, the anticipation in which well documented narrative might offer a new direction of thought in appreciation in how others live, how to see the world through the eyes of another might produce some much needed empathy in a world dominated by the fast, the furious and the often extraordinary; it is always a hope, one sometimes fulfilled, yet sadly, not many revelations are to gleaned in Certain Women.

Clothing Satire.

My choice of clothes

is mine, I shall not

wear a suit,

suffer a tie around

my ageing neck,

I might stretch

to a cravat, but then

that would be ironic,

me to a tee, I would rather

be damned for wearing

a ballgown

than endure the ridicule

of looking like a soggy stuffed up

potato, full of misplaced

pride, no starch, no starch

at all, not stiff,

put me in a costume, let me be

in fancy dress, clown that I am

Anaisa, Gig Review. District House, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

There are venues strewn throughout this land that somehow on the surface don’t seem from the outset, from the first eyes upon it, to be the type of place in which anything other than a grand piano in the corner and lady with an impressive gown and gentle manners performing on it for the tea and smoked salmon brigade could be construed out of place.

Penny Mob, Gig Review. District House, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

North London’s rich cultural landscape has never felt as though it has anything to hide, it stands in the shadow of two of football’s great football teams, it has the gentility running through its veins and like its neighbour to the south-east, the area around Whitechapel and the East End, it has the blood of expression oozing from every pore, sweat of young aspiration clambering to be noticed. Like Liverpool, it delivers with delicate but hard fought battle, music that has the muscle to wedge itself between you and a place of comfort; a comfort that has no right to be anywhere in sight but far too often gets involved in the day to day listening of the nation.