Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9.5/10

From supplying music at a book launch to the overwhelming argument that you were at the very best during one of Liverpool’s iconic festivals, to Eleanor Nelly, all things must be seen as just part of growing up with the very finest of supporters in her corner, her dear mother, and being immersed into the very fabric of Liverpool music at such a young tender age; yet they must also be seen as proof, as if proof were ever needed, that she is one of the most highly respected young musicians around.

Making predictions is a dangerous game, people change, circumstances sweep across Time with the type of maniacal grin that can devastate crops, lay waste to dreams and sweep across reputations like a scythe at a Grim Reaper party, for in predictions lays folly. Calculation though perhaps should be seen as different, if all factors were accounted for, if all forecasts were seen as equal, then the generation that follows Ms. Nelly will be singing her praises just as hard as the generations that have already fallen in love with her voice.

In another time, when the world wasn’t awash with the gamble of seven billion lives, Eleanor would already be known, like so many of her age group in Liverpool who make art worth breathing in deeply, for the sensitivity in her writing and the nuclear like power in her voice; for now though and thankfully so that Liverpool’s ever music hungry population could once again enjoy the ride, Ms. Nelly performed as part of Liverpool Acoustic’s day at Threshold and blew the collected socks of all involved.

It may be funny to think back to the age of 16 for some, the aspirations of youth never quite being fulfilled, never quite damaging the world’s patience, however looking at Eleanor Nelly, truly listening as so many do, you cannot help but be anything than impressed.

In a huge set, songs such as Old Soul, Me and You, German Boy, Something’s Gotta Give, Blue Eyes and the tremendous cover of It Must Be Love, Ms. Nelly sent any sign of Winter scurrying to its furthermost retreat and heralded, perhaps unknowingly, the start of a new year of acoustic music being appreciated for the joy it brings.

A set of earthquake magnitude, Eleanor Nelly is a dream to listen to and a hero to many.

Ian D. Hall