Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
Never think your life is dull, never allow the thought that your existence in this world means little, or next to nothing, to take hold…all it takes is a single spark in the most unique of organs on the planet to prove that your life means more than what you have been led to believe, or even that in which the inner voice will elaborately whisper about what you conceive to be is Your Stupid Life, but in which lays the falsehood of an identity not wanting to reached, the imposter syndrome to which a mind has achieved greatness.
Your Stupid Life is a recognition that what went before is but a prelude, you have neither failed, nor has it been futile, it is but a building stone in which to stage the next positive release of energy emanating from your soul; the earth shattering moment in which you realise the good you have created is equal to the belief you install in others…and it is by that reason you are in credit with fate and your incredible life.
Jim Pearson is fortunate. If the balance of scales were not uneven from the start in this life then he, and others he has worked tirelessly amongst, would be leaping into the stratosphere, and with that in mind it is with giddy heart that the airwaves are once more trained in his direction; the stratosphere may not have his presence, but that doesn’t matter, for we have him and his eclectic and sublime new album here on Earth amongst us.
Jim Pearson delves deeply beneath the skin, Your Stupid Life is a track-by-track expose on the fragility of the human psyche, it is gloriously and richly detailed with expression, lyrics that are valued immensely, and an album unafraid to understand the relationship between fame offered to others and our own piece of mind that we can be true to our cause without suffering the soul to be exploited.
From the opening salvo, that rightly kicks off with the album’s title track, Your Stupid Life, and into The Sea and The Horse’s Mouth, the album fiercely, but with kindness oozing from the mind of the performer, releases energy that lights up the sky with command, and more than just a groove. I Need You, I Wish I Could Be Happy, Sixteen Years, More Than Money, and Nobody Watching, all combine to register a belief, that it is for the sake of belief that we carry on, that whilst we take a break, we must endeavour to show the world the heart we wear emotionally, and with pride, on our sleeve.
A sublime encounter, Jim Pearson reaches into the realm of the listener’s own dedication to melancholy and massages it free of trouble. An encounter we can all make use of in these pernicious times.
Ian D. Hall