Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *
The term interesting has become almost a slogan for the bored and the easily distracted, it has lost the meaning of requires further investigation, of complete concentration and focus on the task or the artistic assignment ahead. In many ways, it is has become its own antonym in the same way that the English language is fluid, so too can words misguide and change.
The women of Amish,
looked at the English boy
in their midst, circling around him
and with a faint smile
on the eldest of them,
the matriarch of the small travelling
party deferring with her eyes
to the man in the black
iron pressed cloak and stiff-rimmed hat
and softly thanked the boy
for taking time to talk to them
despite their initial
worries, their concerns
of being caught
on camera, their souls in peril
at the thought of modern technology
eating them, devouring from the inside out,
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Michael Schenker’s contribution to the world of rock is such that it doesn’t bear thinking about what might have been had the young man not joined The Scorpions or U.F.O., what the world would have missed out on in the last few years with the outstanding Temple of Rock. The brain of the Rock fan, one that is always cerebral and contemplative due to the sheer cool of the genre, would go into meltdown if Michael Schenker had gone on to sit in a bank or become an estate agent; the waste of exciting and guitar brutal talent would just be too much too cope with.
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The language of the emotive and poignant will always carry something different about them than the sincere, the tender and the lyrically moved. It will carry a sense of the discrete, of the way that many are stimulated in one way or another to transfer their lives away from their birth place and the country of their origin as they clash with authorities, the dissidents and the rebels of the state; those to whom a voice is denied.
It’s only murder after all.
You deny it of course,
you will reject the charges brought
and laid down at your defeated door
and hide behind the badge
of office and rank, you will draw
a smokescreen veil to further assist
the cover-up as the whispers
become louder and more vociferous,
that demand your head,
stopping short of a silver platter, why waste
the family
heirlooms as you wasted
the families, destroyed lives
and smeared a city
and all because you were able to.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Poetry does not have to be confined, if it ever is, to the written down Bard or the stand up performance in a bustling city café; poetry is everywhere, the feeling of the poetic, the graceful and the profound rhythm can be seen in almost anything; it just requires a certain perceptive, enquiring mind and sensitivity to the issue in which to come out and be applauded.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
When the Gods smile upon you, when the divine heavens open and shine down a radiance upon your hard earned talent and capacity to learn and grow, then no matter what your beliefs elsewhere, as long as you have belief in yourself that is all that matters. It is belief and hard work that have given Italian postpunk band Stella Diana such remarkable fascination and insight in their latest album Nitrocris
Who’d be a boy today,
who would seriously want
to have the pressure of living
up to past endeavours by both
distant long ago relations, their successes
and their attitude;
why would we still install that engrained
outdated attitude into them
that boys are better than girls,
when if not equal then girls,
as Tiresias maintained,
have the true pleasure of life
and should be lauded as so.
Why in a world that needs more compassion,
more courage not to be driven by the pursuit
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
Cast: Warren Brown, Greg McHugh, Alistair Petrie, Danielle Bux, Mark Bright, Geoff Hurst, Tim Major, Bailey Patrick, Jon-Paul Gates, Robbie Savage.
To many, football is a religion, it is the reason they get up in the morning, it is the devouring of knowledge, the talking point during the day and the bonding across the social strata, football is the motivation and the rationale but when it goes wrong, when the suffering of relegation is experienced, the humiliation of being the worst team possible, some might curse their own personal favourite deity; some might even consider ill will to the man in the middle who may have been the cause of the downfall of the gods, it might lead to the fan Kicking Off.
It was in the way he got off his chair
inside the café, the wind racing up
through the large alleyway
knocking the sign back and forth, the advert
for the all day breakfast, a small comedy
chicken with a wide brimmed Stetson,
the Midland’s answer to Foghorn Leghorn
holding a spatula, its feathers slightly
roasting away
and a pig with a creepy smile
and one trotter
out of proportion to the rest of the body
and wearing a flashy apron, emblazoned
with the words Francis’ Café,