Taboo, Television Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Cast: Tom Hardy, David Hayman, Jonathan Pryce, Oona Chaplin, Jessie Buckley, Stephen Graham, Richard Dixon, Leo Bill, Edward Hogg, Ruby May-Martinwood, Franka Potente, James Greaves, Michael Kelly, Jefferson Hall, Louis Ashbourne Serkis, Jason Watkins, Scroobius Pip, Nicholas Woodeson, Tom Hollander, Mark Gatiss, Christopher Fairbank, Lucian Msamati, Fiona Skinner, Marina Hands, Edward Fox.

Mourning.

I found you

silent. You had

destroyed your own selfless life

in bitter recrimination and in protest

of an unfair

and cruel world

which abused you

in your absence

and who could not

see, or would not open their eyes

to the possibility

that they could be happy,

more than a survivor.

I am to

be sure

the most

doomed of men

to have found you in such quiet repose

amongst your books,

as I am

the first to have to mourn you.

Pineapple Slices And Errent Olives.

The fusion that is unexpected

is the most fun. Pineapple

slices on top of a crusty, well stacked pizza

for some is the height of decadence

or at least glittering fancy,

although myself,

I think it is an abomination,

I remove them with disdain if offered

in the same foul disregard as the errant olive,

bemoaning the fact that there should be more

slices of meat, rather than something yellow

or green, making the dish look like a breeding

ground for flavours I cannot abide.

Mick McConnell, Under My Skin. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

When a set of songs gets under your skin, you tend to try and find the connections, what draws you to the great unknown, to the new and exciting prospect that has opened up before you like a flower feeling for the first rays of spring sun; sometimes those connections are obvious, you like a particular genre, it only follows suit that you should perhaps arguably like this new offering, yet for the most part that is not always the case. For all of us it surely is the thought of what gets Under My Skin makes me love you. .

The Pigeon Detectives, Broken Glances. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

The glances from strangers, the looks that you cannot decipher but hope perhaps they are of interest, a secret passion or at the very least not ones that are wondering who got you dressed that morning, who are trying to place you into the realms of those they would avoid at a party or some sort of cruel unseen jibe that is locked in their heads till they get to the office. It is in those fleeting glimpses that we are given an insight into how others view us; sometimes it can be the best feeling in the world, at others it can leave you lower than the water table in a Dead Sea spa and resort.

Nikki Loy, Pivotal. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Life is arguably worthless, non-essential if you at some point you are not doing something that makes you happy, fundamentally pleased to have lived; it could be the smallest, most minute part of your day but it must be there to give you the absolute pleasure, the reason that all of this universal insanity must make sense, to be the Pivotal reason we are here, to make some kind of statement about the art we love.

Against the Graffiti.

Against the Graffiti,

she stood out like a Renaissance painting,

a heroine of the new Maltese dawn

and the hint of classical features

that delivered the final sermon of the day.

This heroine smiled broadly

as her words floated in the Valetta night

time breeze, hanging

in the air, as vibrant as the thunderstorm

clouds racing the mopeds round the

streets in time

to this Maltese songbird’s

thoughts and aspirations

of providing culture

in The Pub.

 

Against the physical Graffiti,

slang driven poetic phrases

Fiddler On The Roof, Theatre Review. Everyman Theatre, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

Cast: Richard Bremmer, Patrick Brennan, George Caple, Pauline Daniels, Laura Dos Santos, Emily Hughes, Tom Kanji, Asha Kingsley, Elliott Kingsley,Melanie La Barrie, Dean Nolan, Zelina Rebeiro, Keddy Sutton, Liam Tobin, Catronia Chandler, Nadia Mohamad Noor, Darci Shaw, Ellie Turner, Jamie Pye, Nathan Russell, Stuie Diagnall, Aaron Kehoe.

A Bully You Became.

It was your arrogance

that tipped me over the edge,

then I realised you had been

goading me into the wall

all along,

pushing

me further away from you, pushing

me away from our once romantic past

and making me want to see you with

eyes of exasperation and the sound

of mercy forever

hanging on my lips;

this you found easy, a playground bully

you became, spoilt, incessant in your words

and what for, to keep proving a point

on how you were a survivor,

Andrew Combs, Canyons Of My Mind. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There is something deeply satisfying about taking in the music of Andrew Combs, it is the equivalent of standing in a deserted forest, the only company the small myriad of creatures that poke their noses into the equation of natural balance, and feeling the steady drops of rain splash around you. The storm is not violent, just a cool refreshing shower of rain after a few weeks of drought; you cannot help but stand in the middle of it all, the heady mixture of a instinctive sound and the steady heart beat of a life being soothed of all its modern stress, the toxins and the pollution all calm and dissipated.