Justice League Volume 5: Forever Heroes. Graphic Novel Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

If righteousness and treachery can be seen as going hand in hand, then for the team that has usurped the positions and members of The Justice League, the havoc they are wrecking upon the East Coast cities of America is one that is out of control. They are on the verge of destroying all that is good in the alternative universe they have found, to some they may be death itself but to themselves the thought must be that they will be Forever Heroes.

I Once Wrote A Small Nordic Saga…

I once wrote a small Nordic saga

in the shape of a poem for you,

to say thank you

for the precious gift you gave me,

an ear on a bad day, a shoulder

on one of the black days

and yet nothing I wrote in the space

of the blank page, was adequate enough,

not good enough to match

the beauty that your words that had soared

above the crowds inside St. George’s Hall

or caught fire in a cascade of glass

and petals as you sang with truth and honour

Spock’s Beard, The Oblivion Particle. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

There is almost nothing better than when it comes to the Progressive art than finding any of the stalwarts of post punk determination to rid the cycle of the lengthy song on absolute and blinding top form. When it happens, when it gives the all and the everything into which the imagination can run wild and the cosmos can end and begin in a single blink of an eye and no one would notice, that’s when the all has been given and the shaking of trepidation is but a Post It note.

Stephen King, Finders Keepers. Book Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It somehow feels kind of dirty, somehow unclean that deep in the heart of the crime fiction world lays the name Stephen King, the undisputed master of 20th and early 21st Century Horror. Yet for all the dirt, for all the feelings that must be overcome as any rational book reader must do, his second novel in the life of Ex-Cop and now Private Detective, Kermit Hodges is one that takes the idea of obsession down a very different route that plagued the writer during the days when Misery was such an enormous literary hit.

I am Your Poison.

So I’m your poison that you gladly drink,

the bitter harvest in which you have reaped

the rewards of conquest and now the trace

of almonds, the shade of night,

the cold touch of stout fast Oak and

velvet caress from the cyanide in which you

say you have taken from me

is all but an urge to be a martyr

on your part for not agreeing with you.

 

I am your poison

 

But you may as well scamper with Napalm

 

Albeit Macht Frie

The man with the chip on his shoulder,

rubs his bald head in disgust.

Caught out in one lie in which his team

put imaginary words into speeches

about how life has been changed

since they took over the running of their lives,

some may say hit with sticks, branches, dead silver

like trees and the snarling rage of a whipped up

frenzy, he now looks down the mass and suggest

with fist thumping air back and forth

in perfect tones of a pseudo

gentleman who has learned nothing,

The Fratellis, Eyes Wide, Tongue Tied. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Almost a decade has gone past in the blink of an eye since The Fratellis released what was undoubtedly one of the great, if not the catchiest, of albums of 2006. A decade in which much has changed in the life of many people and in which the thoughts may switch to that summer where you could hear their big hits dominate the radio and even get commercial adoration as being used as celebrations to any league goal scored up and down the length of the U.K.; they switch because for a brief time it seemed that 2006, especially the summer of that year was the true combination of the purple patch and the mystifying salad days all rolled into one as people remember being happy and the music being insanely repeatable.

SOHO SQ, Semblants. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

It’s funny that what can be found hidden away in an attic might just be the reason behind any smile that emerges from the least expected place. The hidden treasure that is tentatively held and brushed with careful inquisitive can be the one that carries the noblest of intentions and the loftiest of ideal

Naomi Campbell, Led By My Heart. E.P. Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

To be led by either the brain or the heart into any situation is one that requires much internal debate, it is one or the other and usually of the situation goes wrong it can be damaging to the person’s belief in that organ and the trust in decision making can be shattered.

Like tossing a coin to decide whether you go left or right at a junction, putting so much faith in one thing can be a person’s undoing and yet as Naomi Campbell shows and highlights with honour in her new E.P., being guided by the heart is no bad thing.

Thunder And Lightning Over Bootle.

The thunder and lightning

over Bootle at least brings rain

to fill the pot holes on the streets

and roads that criss-cross this Northern town

overshadowed by Liverpool, overshadowed by

Southport, overshadowed by its own historic self

are cleaned and the raging water greets

the Mersey as it scampers

and rushes through drains

as if hiding, running, waiting to ambush

behind closed doors as it keeps a secret

apart between the beauty and beguiling

majesty of one and the faux old and careworn

of the other.