...the liverpool scene took their name from a book of poetry some of them had published in 1967 and they got together with some local musos to form a loose working combo to do gigs, sort of jazzy poetry for young moderns...in amongst this affiliation were adrian henry/brian patten/mike hart/andy roberts all striving to take poetry from the underground into the mainstream...john peel supported their efforts and produced this first LP which of course didn't sell too well but that was only to be expected...they did manage to do a few support dates with the fledgling led zeppelin though at some gigs they were tolerated more than enjoyed...this wax is a good look at some cats who tried to do something slightly different and in some ways they succeeded as much as failed...
...second stab at getting their work out to the great unwashed who undoubtably would have benifited from hearing the scene who speak the poetic truth about what goes on around them and by extension all cats who live in the real world...the whole shebang kick's off in fine satirical eloquence that most layabouts will dig 100% if not more...next up a couple of folk tunes that hark back to the mid sixties zimmerman and the side winds down with a top poetic image laden story of their home town with hep jazz boogie keeping the groove choogling and more hep folk grooving in lively fashion plays exit to the first side which is more real life observation thats cats of all persuasions going to realise from the past...entracincing side two is ultra fab with a great slashing jazz rock groove that starts kind of like those danish cats burnin' red ivanhoe and goes completely acid-rock-ballroom guitar and marvelous free spirit modal blowing like on ESP-Disk type gubbings...second tune goes with some folk which is okay but no great shakes but not out of place with its surroundings, some nice guitaring at the end is rewarding...beatnik jazz-posey next which is nice and brings back kerouacs ideas in a modern setting...any cats who dig the seventies loonies 'alberto los trios paranoias' are going to have a blast with the last track as the scene take righteous aim at the hippy blues boom and blue horizon records in particular...ain't no-one making this sort of wax now as everything has its own niche thats codified and pre-sold(then exchanged for a variation of same)...liverpool scene-everyday cats with a sense of purpose and vision thats for real times...
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