22 Tunstall Street

You may think I’ve dug through the bottom of the barrel and scraped through into the grit beneath with this particular review, but then I’m afraid you just don’t have a sense of historical importance, you fool.
A boarded-​up terraced house just off Smithdown Road and surrounded by similar shacks of crumbling dereliction, the house that stands at 22 Tunstall Street was once the home of a man called Fred Clarke, the bass violist who played soothing music as the Titanic sank from underneath him.
Okay, so it’s not exactly Shakespeare’s birthplace but dawdling past the house, standing on the front step or drunkenly knocking on the door to see if his ghost will invite you in for Garibaldis makes you aware how Liverpool’s musical prowess wasn’t confined to the 1960s. Instead, the city has seen a fluxing tapestry of characters weaving through it, some of whom were so good at what they do the Atlantic had to rise up and swallow them. That’s what happened, right?
Anyway, next up it’s the newsagents were Chris Tarrant once bought a bag of crisps. Stay tuned.