Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

The sensitivity of a voice is what we first notice when our soul is captured by a sound breaking down our resistance to the day, the trials and tribulations, the moments of anguish, the long hard stare of a fierce predator shaped in the distressing gowns of grief….that voice can bring it all down and surrender itself to peace because of the timbre and the beauty that resonates deep within us.

It is to an ever-growing list of love for the music of Jill Jackson that the listener will seek out her latest release, Curse Of The Damned with an intensity of spirit and a savouring of the voice that has become almost the inner calming monologue to the expressions of their continual fight with the forces of daily pursuit and anger from those with sharp axes to grind.

Curse Of The Damned is an album that seeks an eternal peace, its direction is clear, its music, the harmony of expression is of extolling virtue, and if this is a curse then it is a spell driven out of fortune and wonder, an incantation to protect rather than harm; for in such a weaved influence the curse can be seen as one of always wanting more, always enamoured by that which can only give so much, but does so freely, and without pageantry.

Across tracks such as Standing On The Edge, Back When I Was Wilder, Misunderstood, The Runaway Lady, and the inner ferocity of language and reflection that comes with the finale of the album, Kaleidoscope, sees Jill Jackson’s influence, her encouragement across the radio waves, find a higher purpose, one of sway, one of guidance, one of outstanding authority, and the listener’s life is infinitely made better, given more understanding by this lady of music virtue.

Once more Jill Jackson comes into the listener’s lives and gives confidence to the soundtrack of their day; a cool demeanour, a virtuous moment of music, and a certainty of the dynamic which comes with continuing presence and progression.

Ian D. Hall