GIG REVIEW – The Dry Retch, Spam Javelin, MRI, Liv Fairclough @ Outpost, Liverpool

[all pics by adrian wharton]
Wow, Liv Fairclough is pretty pissed off with her Ex. For this I am grateful, as we would not have experienced her great voice, acoustic guitar and heartfelt, angst ridden songs. Having gorged on the absolute divine buffalo veggie pizza with maple syrup, washed down with some incredible pale ale that this amazing venue offers, Liv was the perfect aperitif. Soon, the amps were switched on, guitars were slung over shoulders and drums were beaten to a pulp…


Liverpool’s The Dry Retch are like a smear on the music landscape, like anti-theft paint that’s been ingrained into your skin. Fronted by the detestable John Retch; an escapee from an Aussie penal colony and wanted for felonies in several countries, he sought asylum in the Republic Of Chippy Tits.