Paul Trevor’s “Like You’ve Never Been Away”

Probably the most discussed exhibition of the current Liverpool International Photography Festival is Paul Trevor’s “Like You’ve Never Been Away”. Trevor spent five months in a flat in Everton in 1975 taking photos for a project studying inner city deprivation, and the full result of his efforts are now on display at the Walker Art Gallery. Trevor’s black and white photos, largely based in Everton and Toxteth, tend to fall into two categories; a selection of staged individual and family portraits and, more interestingly for me, unguarded shots of predominately children going about their business. These latter shots emote in the same way as the work of the likes of Robert Doisneau or Willy Ronis, albeit in a markedly different setting.



Some have tried to draw far reaching conclusions about the photos providing us with evidence of some Life on Mars panacea where kids made their own entertainment, everyone knew everyone else and ‘health and safety’ wasn’t ruining our lives, ignoring the associated but unseen risk and danger that was potentially around the corner for the subjects (a taste of which is covered in the brief documentary about Trevor’s recent return to the area that forms part of the exhibition). For me it is what it is: a beautifully shot reflection of a period in time, especially as a non-native of the city who has seen much change in the past 14-15 years, but has little conception of the look of Liverpool in that earlier decade. Carrying on at The Walker after the end of the Festival and running until the end of September, there is no excuse not to get along and have a look.

Random great Everton goals #10

Anders Limpar - Leicester v Everton
Filbert Street, March 4, 1995

At the conclusion of a wildly schizophrenic season that saw about as many points picked up against the top six as bottom six, and which culminated in a well earned win against the always repellent Chelsea, there are a few things I’d rather not see at Goodison next season. John Heitinga and Phil Neville together in midfield. Kevin Nolan being made to look like Socrates. ‘Rossy la’ on the mic. Lee Mason refereeing. Or Peter Walton for that matter.

There are certain things it would however be nice to see. With the inevitable departure of messrs Yakubu and Vaughan, a centre forward ready for first team action with a decent record of scoring goals and avoiding the treatment table. Cover at left back that isn’t Phil Neville or Tony Hibbert. And most importantly for me, a winger with pace. Central to our problems over the first half of the season was an inability to use width to break down sides coming to L4 seeking only a point. And with alluring continental free agents with dubious appearance records (Vicente) joining their mundane British equivalents (the all too plausible, given our spending power, Kieron Dyer) on David Moyes’ supposed watch list to solve this problem, it all begs the question: what would we now give for Andrei Kanchelskis in his prime?

With a deftness of touch that even the Fernando Torres of Sunday afternoon would regard as heavy and unsubtle, I hamfistedly venture we would also benefit from the presence of the scorer of today’s random goal: Anders Limpar. Limpar’s relatively brief Everton career was bookended with disappointment; indifferent early displays headlined by THAT handball against Wimbledon and disappearing almost unnoticed out of the door after a period in the cold to Birmingham in 1997. For the majority of his time in a blue shirt however he was a personal favourite of mine, particularly as the artisan in the otherwise wonderfully industrial 1994-5 side.

His treatment at the hands of Joe Royle was curious. Having been part of that cup winning side and lauded by his manager for resembling Platini at times, he seemed to link up well with Kanchelskis after the Ukranian’s arrival in the summer of 1995, the glorious highlight of which was the pair’s combination for the second goal at the Tin Mine as Uncle Roy’s side exposed its oft-present glass jaw in big games. As things started to go wrong the following season and Kanchelskis departed amid myriad rumour, the increasing criticism appeared to entrench Royle into a more negative and paranoid attitude and Limpar seemed to become a luxury he felt the side (now featuring Claus Thomsen) could no longer afford, leading to his departure. Or maybe the Swede had only himself to blame; his career post 1997 certainly suggested someone with a waning interest in competing at the highest level. Whatever the truth, his Everton career ultimately flickered rather than shone, but when it was good it was ace.

This goal came toward the end of the 1995 season when Royle felt secure enough in the club’s continued status in the league to give future hatchet man of Spanish football Vinny Samways a run out at Filbert Street. Charity Shield hero Samways duly notched, but the highlight of the 2-2 draw was Anders’ effort from distance.

A May Playlist - The Rise and Fall of Alain Perrin

No overarching theme to the title, the picture or running through the selection, just a collection of records that seem to sound great in the sunshine. Enjoy. Or don't. It's up to you...

Tracklisting:
Beach Boys - Our Prayer
Strawberry Alarm Clock - They Saw The Fat Man Coming
Allen Clapp - Whenever We're Together
Shaun Harris - Colour of Your Eyes
Aluminum Group - Chocolates
Stephen Fretwell - Bumper Cars
Nicole Crosille - We Got a Thing
La's - Was it Something I Said
Tyrone Davis - Can I Change My Mind
Alzo Fronte - That's Alright (I Don't Mind It)
Del Shannon - Runaway (1967 version)
Cosmic Rough Riders - Move Along
Cranebuilders - Just Idleness
Great Northwestern Hoboes - Upon my Shelf
American Spring - Fallin' in Love
Faces - You Can Make Me Dance, Sing or Anything (Even Take the Dog for a Walk, Mend a Fuse, Fold Away the Ironing Board, or Any Other Domestic Shortcomings)
Emitt Rhodes - Really Wanted You
Isley Brothers - My Love is Your Love
Jimmie Spheeris - I am the Mercury
John Grant - Fireflies
Mark Eric - Build Your Own Dream
Martha Wainwright - When The Day is Short
Air - Californie

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NYPD Confidential – Leonard Levitt

Anyone who’s watched the strangely enjoyable, clichéd bollocks Donny Wahlberg vehicle ‘Bluebloods’ on Sky Atlantic will be aware of the uneasy relationship between Tom Selleck’s implausibly morally inscrutable Police commissioner and a slightly cartoony mayor always eager to drive police matters toward the most PR friendly outcome. Journalist Levitt’s modern-day history of the upper echelons of the NYPD during the mayoral terms of Edward Koch, David Dinkins, Rudy Guiliani and Michael Bloomberg, is a frankly depressing look at way commissioners and their underlings have dealt with issues surrounding police corruption (sometimes their own), mayoral influence – as it is the mayor who selects the commissioner - and the emerging threat of global terrorism.

What emerges is a culture of deliberate misinformation, vanity, patronage, power struggles and empire building that does few of the major figures in the book any credit whatsoever, despite serious crime figures generally coming down from the alarming highs of the early 1990’s. Even this progress, credited in the book to measures such as the Compstat meetings (familiar to anyone who has seen The Wire) and the Broken Windows theory (dealing with the smallest crimes to provide suspects and intelligence for the bigger ones), was the subject of squabbles and petty jealousy when credit was attributed. In many ways the book is an excellent companion piece to Edward Conlon’s ‘Blue Blood’, which was a personal officer’s history of the NYPD from ground level, and which echoes some of the themes seen here, most chillingly the almost omerta-like protection of other officers, by both rank and file and at higher levels, to the detriment of the greater outside good, despite some horrendous and tragic acts being carried out while in uniform. Although there are an extensive and dizzying number of different internal bodies and committees mentioned, which could occasionally prove confusing for a non-native, this is broadly a very interesting character study of a hugely important but flawed organisation.

Great Liverpool Songs #3

The Stands - You Said

Despite the vocal support and financial backing of Noel Gallagher, The Stands’ two albums, All Years Leaving (2004) and Horse Fabulous (2005) made minimal impact on the charts. This is a shame, as both are more than decent and highlight the obvious talent of leader, and oft seen figure of the local music scene, Howie Payne. Possibly they lacked the initial excitement and freshness of contemporaries such as The Coral, but that shouldn’t detract from the quality, and at times blissful, 60’s feel of records such as “All Years Leaving” and “When This River Rolls Over You”. My standout track from the two albums is “You Said” a satisfyingly sweeping harmonious effort that deserved releasing as a single in its own right.

Lunya

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Never one to turn down the opportunity for a free or reduced meal, I was more than happy to assist Catherine in utilising the Lunya vouchers she’d received for her birthday to road test their new Spring/Summer menu. Arriving for the early evening sitting, the restaurant was nicely busy, with a couple of the parties clearly having enjoyed Ladies Day at Aintree. After the obligatory pint of Estrella to accompany a brief perusal of the menu, I decided to deviate from my normal selection of three or four different tapas dishes in order to try a larger dish that I had recommended on Facebook and Twitter when an appeal was made for ideas for dishes for the new season.

To start with though, I went for the one stone cold certainty on the menu: Monte Enebro goat’s cheese deep-fried and ordered with a side of sourdough bread. The soft bread was an ideal accompaniment to the stunning cheese, apparently a multi award winner over the years.



Catherine opted to have one tapa followed by two more when I got my ‘main’. She began with Mediterranean vegetable tempura, which, as with the Monte Enebro, benefited from a light, unobtrusive batter and which worked well its dipping sauce.




For main I went for an option from the list of paella dishes. Arroz negro is a dish I have loved when I’ve tried it in Valencia and more recently in Seville and which I’d not seen on a menu in Liverpool, hence my one-man electronic campaign to get Lunya to serve it. It was a mixture of joy and relief then that the end result was the brilliant equal of the versions I’d had before, the whole generously-portioned dish receiving, as it has always done, a mysterious lift from a generous allocation of a lovely garlicky aioli.



Catherine's first selection were the salt cod buñuelos; round, deep fried balls of salt cod, mashed potato and garlic, which were soft and moreish. Her second choice turned out ironically to be the only minor disappointment, the Catalan scouse. Having loved the dish at last year’s food festival and then at the restaurant's gourmet evening, I was pleased to see it on the menu but for whatever reason - there was a slight difference in look and possibly a slight change in recipe - while perfectly tasty, for both Catherine and I it failed to hit those same heights and left us underwhelmed.



Whilst approaching full, both of us felt there was sufficient room in the separate stomach compartment reserved for pudding to share the chocolate fondant. I was particularly interested in the specified use of paprika, as having had, and enjoyed to varying levels, chilli chocolate, it seems to be a difficult balance to stop the heat overpowering the chocolate. Any fear was unfounded though as, without wishing to sound like Gregg Wallace, it proved a gooey delight with a barely detectable understated warmth running through it.



Topped off by an excellent Navajas Tinto rioja, I would say without hyperbole that it was as good a three-course meal as I personally have had in the city in my years living here. And I can assure you that is a lot of food….

Great Liverpool Songs #2

Nick Saunders - 'Resonance'

I first came across Nick Saunders on the 'Great Liverpool Acoustic Experiment' compilation album, from which this track is taken. Information is scarce on him; he now lives in Devon having moved down from Liverpool, and in 2006 released the album 'Resonance', which featured an updated and, dare I say it, slightly more clinical, over-produced version of the song. Overall though, the album is enjoyable, especially the track 'Descending' and well worth a purchase.

The influence of Nick Drake, notably in the guitar work, runs through much of Saunders' work and this particular choice is no exception. The beautiful understated orchestration and warm vocals are the perfect antidote to the stress of watching Everton's walking wounded briefly contemplate beating the never less than irritating Aston Villa...