Alison Moyet, Gig Review. Philharmonic Hall, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

To make the audience focus completely on the drama unfolding before them takes consummate skill, a deftness of spirit, the potency of allure and the mystery, the sense of living through a moment so tangible that it seems all the functions of the human body stop what they are doing and just sit in the honour of the spectacle; to focus so much that you cannot hear a crowd breathe during a song and then applaud like a series of rolling thunderstorms across an empty desert, that is the absolute found.

David Botting, Heart Beat. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7.5/10

It has always been noted that life can change within the beat of a single heart, that to not listen to the sound of your inner being is a sure fire way to be seen as nonchalant, perhaps even believing that the sound of a till in these desperate consumer driven days and times of political unreality is more in keeping with 21st Century dogma than ever stopping to think just how fortunate we are to have an organ in us that feels love, pain, despair and elation.

Skinny Lister, The Devil, The Heart & The Fight. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

You can be thrashed, taken apart by friends, Government and by the elements that sometimes dictate the way world turns but all you need to survive and see out the storm that tries its best to put you under is The Devil, The Heart & The Fight, hopefully supplied by those that love you, those that will fight your corner when the world is Hell bent on seeing you suffer, those that will help you raise two fingers to the world and for whatever reason smile when the world shrinks back due to its own cowardice.

Tiny Vultures.

 

Should I not

answer you

in the social media world,

should you worry that upon

my floor I lay, tongue hanging,

gathering dust and flies

buzzing round,

eager vultures laying eggs, maggot, bluebottle,

think on,

perhaps I have forgotten,

late Middle age is near

and sometimes the fog is thicker

than it was,

other things catching my attention,

not out of malice but an interest

in the new for now,

or it could be that I found it rude

First Casting Announced For The Story Of Lennon’s Missing Banjo.

 

The very first tune I ever learned to play was “That’ll Be The Day. My mother Julia taught it to me on the banjo, sitting there with endless patience until I managed to work out all the chords”. John Lennon.

 

Lennon’s Banjo – one of the most hotly-anticipated new plays of 2018 – will premiere at Liverpool’s Epstein Theatre next spring.

Now producers reveal the first four cast members who will appear in this fascinating romp through Beatledom to find the holy grail of pop memorabilia – the first instrument John Lennon learnt to play – missing for 60 years and now worth millions!

Matthew Robb, Spirit In The Form. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

It is not hard to feel disillusioned in a world that teeters on an abyss made up of political lies, when heroes became scapegoats, when those who seek fame for the sake of being famous are lauded as brilliant minds and when art is downgraded to nothing more than a pursuit or hobby; it is not hard to feel the cynicism when all you believe to be true is attacked by those who have not even looked beyond their own installed pre-convictions.

Nicola Hardman, Just Human. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

Just Human, there is no such thing as only just human, the very complexity of our being, the ability to raise someone up high or destroy them, to take apart the strands of their life one by one, shows we are more than just a solitary being, we can endure and seek even greater virtue or we can scatter all that is around us to dust.

Once Upon A Birmingham Day.

 

Once upon

a Birmingham day, St Andrew’s

called the three of us together,

my Grandfather’s hand on one side

my father’s on the other,

two larger than life men

and a child, barely able to reason,

once upon a Birmingham day,

I peered through the gap

created by the outline stance

of two men and saw a game commence,

squeezed and pushed

with the flow of rhetoric,

community singing and language

unheard even in the finest

of hours, the colours,

displayed, rejoiced, groaned at

If You’re Looking For Answers.

 

If you’re looking for answers,

Me,

I like my steak blue, under the heat for no time at all,

my eggs runny,

my haggis with mayonnaise dolloped on the side,

my bacon with a rind,

my Shakespeare riveting,

my football with City on top,

but never forgetting the days in which we were damned awful,

sometimes my poetry…whimsical,

my rock heavy, my jazz boundless and my pop with a smile

and the kiss in a women’s eyes,

I used to like my Whisky at least older than me,

A Chapter In The Life Of Douglas Adams Is Set To Come To Liverpool Next Week.

 

A disturbing chapter in Douglas Adams’ life (1952-2001) is set to be dramatized  40-years on from his seminal work, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.

Penned by published author and B.B.C. Radio 4 scriptwriter Mark Griffiths, We Apologise for the Inconvenience chronicles the writer’s block that saw Adams locked into a hotel room by his editor until he finished his fourth book (eventually entitled So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish).

And Griffiths’ one-act play captures perfectly the zany dialogue and kind of scrapes Adams’ characters often faced in the beloved Hitchhiker’s books – as it has the author pitting his wits against a rubber duck!