Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
All your prayers are answered, the conversation with the gods has been noted and the outcome is one in which the incredible Liverpool band, The Mono LPs, return in the robes of a messenger having visited a wise Oracle, guarding a proclamation so deep, so meaningful, that the response from the Heavens is one that is earth shattering, upbeat and full of the exuberance you would need to shout, Hell, Save My Soul.
The Oracles of course no longer sees themselves as use to humanity, the days of myths and legends banished into the ether, of the nagging doubt of portent and superstition; we have become sophisticated, too sure of ourselves to feel empathy in some respects for the one that sits in solitude looking into the mist and seeing the future unfold. However, we must look to the messengers who still can fly the hopes of the village, of the large scale congress and who impress with their delivery at all times. The Oracle is dead, but the messenger has a beating heart that a Commander of the Bow always dictates the time too and the lyric is captivating.
Away from classical allusion perhaps, The Mono LPs’ new single Hell, Save My Soul is one that the listener will undoubtedly immediately take to, it has all the hallmarks of a band that has thrilled their home town, urgent, punchy, buoyant, it has the strength of character, infused with a strong sense of self-respect, and esteem for the fans. It a track that is detailed as a spark of lightening hitting the Earth beneath with a force of an angel running across the sands and illuminating the sky for miles around, the angel’s footsteps leaving unrepairable cracks in the ground and the heavens on fire.
Hell, Save My Soul, it might be the call to a different realm, the devil who pays the piper in blood and the chance to dance with whichever person takes their fancy, but it is to the heavens that the remark is gladly seized upon, for to have the Mono LPs back with a vengeance is to hear the Earth shudder and the Oracle’s messenger take to the streets in vaunted celebration.
Ian D. Hall