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Twenty-five years ago, today. This album saw the light, disturbed and powerful, gritty and sacred. A rock album but also intimate, yet above all an album where politics and spirituality unite in an engaging manifesto of life and revolt. I don't think it's blasphemous to place it among the milestones of Italian music, alongside monumental albums like La voce del padrone and Anima latina; in fact, it's well-deserved.
A journey through Europe and one's conscience, beginning in the library of Sarajevo now consumed by flames, by the dark blazes that kill human wisdom. What follows is an inevitable disorientation, where man can no longer distinguish his subconscious from a parasite that consumes him, living huddled like an animal waiting to die. But there is a divine light, described by the great master Battiato, that can give us a moment of comfort, despite the daily crumblings that the echo of global chaos causes and the arrival of the apocalyptic blue dawn heralding a day of calamities.
And it is in Alba that the fight is on, facing enemies behind the Gothic Line, alongside the legendary Commander Diavolo. In such cases, one must be in control of oneself and choose the side for which to sacrifice. Despite this, making a decision for our soul proves difficult: an attempt is made to revolt against the religion that for millennia has dominated the world, also spilling blood, but temptations are shown in a sickly light that even turns the basest riches into nightmares. Luckily, there is Tancredi, a soul of an untamed horse that doesn't lead us where we have already been, leaving us to Sunday, the day before death, when we need to dress in silk and purity. Thus ends the journey, which began in the ashes of culture, continued among brutalized humans and animals with more humanity than us, and concluded with the desire to migrate elsewhere, and in spite of every stubborn decision or opposing vote, I find myself embarrassed, surprised, hurt by an irate sensation of worsening of which I cannot speak nor ask questions
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Linea Gotica by Consorzio Suonatori Indipendenti is a gritty and sacred rock album celebrating its 25th anniversary. The reviewer places it among Italian music milestones for its blend of politics and spirituality. The album narrates a journey from war-torn Europe to inner struggles, reflecting on human conscience, revolt, and spirituality. Though powerful, the reviewer feels a mixed emotional complexity and rates it moderately.Tracklist Lyrics Videos
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memoria parla consolante
succedono le età
succedono le età meravigliose
che non c'è età assoluta
altro vi fu e sarà e quanto
e in quale forma
succedono le età
succedono le età meravigliose
che non c'è età assoluta
altro vi fu e sarà e quanto
e in quale forma
qui la luce si ritrae e l'aria è satura dall'eco di lamenti
scorteccio le parole
aride schegge secche adatte al fuoco
è l'instabilità che ci fa saldi ormai
negli sradicamenti quotidiani
Consorzio Suonatori Indipendenti
Consorzio Suonatori Indipendenti (C.S.I.) are an Italian music group described in the reviews as rising from the ashes of CCCP-Fedeli Alla Linea, with a core linked to Giovanni Lindo Ferretti and Massimo Zamboni and collaborators including Gianni Maroccolo, Francesco Magnelli, Giorgio Canali, and Ginevra Di Marco. Their work is reviewed as blending alternative rock/post-punk with experimentation and a strong focus on poetry, social themes, war/memory, and spiritual reflection.24 Reviews
Other reviews
By ayeye
From the very first listen, I was stunned: musically, they are brilliant and this album fully proves it.
A special mention goes to Lindo Ferretti's voice, which is wonderful and always manages to stir emotions.
By blu
"Linea Gotica is a difficult, intense, painful record, but also radiant and fascinating."
"An album to strongly discourage anyone who considers music a mere diversion, a harmless pastime."
By marco83p
Freedom is a form of discipline / never like now…
It is instability that makes us steady in the daily uprootings...
By David Bowie
Few Italian albums are so genuine and intense as 'Linea Gotica.'
Ferretti’s bitter lyrics and Massimo Zamboni’s vitriolic solo seem to simulate the burning of the library of Sarajevo, millennia in paper lost forever.
By magico vento
"Maintain a proper distance from this album if you are looking for easy refrains or swirling guitar riffs, but anyone in need of emotions can immerse themselves in the listening of this CD."
"It’s an album made of words, words, words... to live!!!"
