Originally published by L.S. Media. March 14th 2011.
If there is a young musician or group of disaffected teenagers currently playing their own music whilst holed up in garages and bedrooms of this fine musical city, if they are blinded by the injustice of the world and fear their voice is not being heard; then they need look no further than the inspiration of a band who knows all there is to know about the fine tradition of Liverpool and Merseyside protest music, The Trestles.
Originally published by L.S. Media. March 21st 2011.
There can’t have been a more important building on Saturday night than The Casa on Hope Street. In the last few years it has played host to some of the more important gigs to have taken place in this city, not least the much liked and influential folk/protest singer Alun Parry.
Stepping into the limelight and fast becoming part of the collective heart beat that keeps this city’s cognisant firmly in its place was the next generation, a Liverpool band that is here for more than just a reason, they will point the direction for the next ten years if we are fortunate.
Originally published by L.S. Media. August 30th 2010.
The Mathew Street Festival is a time for the whole city of Liverpool and all those that visit it during the Bank Holiday Weekend to take in as much music as possible. For some it’s the chance to reminisce over their youth and watch the six main stages come alive with songs from a different time. These then will stay in the mind for another year and the rest of the weekend will largely be forgotten.
Originally published by L.S. Media. August 22nd 2012.
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Alan O’ Hare was one of the members of one of the finest bands to come out of Liverpool in the last ten years. As part of The Trestles, they didn’t just make good music, the exemplified a growing disaffection with the world and their debut album was one of the most important made by a Merseyside band in years.
When The Trestles went their separate ways, to those that loved the music, it felt as though a voice was being lost to the high pitch babble that is force fed on occasion from reality television programmes.