When a old legend departs the stage

“When a old cricketer leaves the crease, you never know whether he’s done” teased Roy Harper at this sold out, Philharmonic Hall concert. He then announced that his six date tour is to be his retirement parade. Now Roy has got history regarding farewell tours, but tonight’s gig felt like a finale. At the age of 77 (78 this year), he informed the audience he wanted to retire whilst he had a choice. (more…)

We need more of you Josie Long

To have a theatre named after you in your home town means you have done something credible. The Brian Epstein Theatre, previously The Neptune, was closed for many years. This was a great disappointment to me as it is a beautiful and unique venue to watch musicians and comedians; with previous viewings such as Julian Cope, John Martyn and Loudon Wainwright the III. So returning this evening to the deserved renaming of the man who didn’t discover the Beatles, but moulded them into fame and stardom, still Liverpool’s biggest source of tourist income 47 years after they split, is rightly deserved. (more…)

This evening with Stewart, not Richard

The title refers to Stewart Lee’s once comedy partnership with Richard Herring, on BBC2 in the late 1990s. Their Sunday afternoon programme, ‘This Morning with Richard, Not Judy’ is a tedious link I admit. I had forgotten about Stewart Lee until his Comedy Vehicle programme on BBC2 was shown in the early 2000s, so watching him live, nearly 50, and full of cynicism, is rather refreshing. (more…)


Kev Lea reviews the play set in 1943 occupied Guernsey.

The Playhouse, the venue for tonight’s play, is beautifully preserved in my view. Whilst outside and in the foyer has been modernised, the actual theatre and decor, remain in the past. I absorbed the ambience by sitting on my own for a while before the play started, trying to encapsulate the atmosphere of this historic building. The lights dimmed and went bright briefly, indicating to the punters, tonight’s play was about to begin.


The light shone through the exquisite stained windows in the Nordic Church as effortless jazz bounced around every wall. This church was alive with spontaneity as talented musicians strutted their musical prowess; the atmosphere resembling a temporary beautiful community that I did not anticipate, but wholly appreciated. The poetry in the room was magnetic and we all followed the force that is community. (more…)