It's been
a while since Billy Liar released any studio material, but after just
one listen of 'The Ghosts of Punk Rock' it's very easy to forgive
him.
With one
leap forward he has went from being a very good acoustic punk
troubadour to a level that leaves that behind and sees him settling
shoulder to shoulder with some of the people that he would consider
to be his influences.
For
instance I love the the lyrical approach of TV Smith and would
consider him a poet who effectively puts his prose to music, and this
is exactly what we have here to.
Not a
facsimile of what is already out there, but instead a real poet who
has the ability to express himself in a wonderfully heartfelt and
entertaining way.
There's
three in Scotland just now who are lyrically as strong and I wouldn't
like to say that any one was better than the others.
With the
likes of Roscoe Vacant and Cal Murray, Billy Liar is right up there
forging ahead without any consideration of trying to fit in, but
instead carving his own career path as he delivers a solid organic
punch to the chest with his material.
Sometimes
it's a jaundiced view paired with a call to arms, and then equally he
can express something less tangible that gives the impression that he
knows that like us all we are thrashing about looking for something.
There's a
great deal of bare emotion on display and that's a good thing.
There's
others trying to do this, but unless they are open to revealing
something of themselves instead of shouting slogans it's an empty
experience listening to them.
Of course
in the shadow of Frank Turner it would be fair to say that there's
been a proliferation of acoustic punks stepping up to ply their trade
so why should anyone plump for this ep over all the rest?
There's
actually a couple of answers to that.
One is
that Billy has been doing this for a long time now and didn't spring
forth from Turners wake and instead from a pot pouri of influences
from the Clash to the Adverts.
The other
is quite simply because he's better than Turner.
You
wouldn't have to push me out of the way to grab one of Frank Turners
CDs from the table if The Ghosts of Punk Rock was sitting there
alongside it.
Okay
that's a subjective view, but try and get a hold of this limited
release and then come back and tell me I'm wrong.
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