Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There comes an age where eventually you might become unmoved by art, the moment where you realise you are not where you once stood, but further disconnected from the ache of a poet’s heart, where you might have more in common with the stone discarded from a sculpture’s reason that the reveal of beauty you once stood in awe of. It is possible, and occasionally perfectly understandable to be so overwhelmed that all that is left inside is dust and tears.