Deca
Neuronte

Deca, like Lucifer, never disappoints and lights your way.

It’s no coincidence that he was the one who created that powerful, unsettling album titled "Lucifero Alchemico" a few years ago, always proving he knows exactly where to look and where to make you look.

A true alchemist of sound, as many critics and media have reported, today he is one of the most important composers we have in Italy. With "neuronte" (released last May), Deca adds another powerful piece to the construction of his vast and varied discography. For me, he’s a recent discovery, but I caught up quickly. When his first album was released, I still had another ten years to go before being born. It’s impossible to own an original copy of that vinyl, they simply can’t be found, and even if you could, they’d cost a fortune. I settled for a recent reissue, though even that one is nearly impossible to find. I mention this because, by comparing that debut from forty years ago with "Neuronte," it becomes clear just how far the artist has come and how much he has built.

"Neuronte" is definitely one of the best works of 2025. Outside the box and genre-bending, yet embracing many styles. CRAZY sounds. Atmospheres of dystopia and psychiatry, but without excess or provocation. The hand of a classically trained musician with solid foundations is quite evident. Even when he experiments, he does it knowingly. Absolute mastery of the instruments, the ability to involve and to leave a trace in your subconscious. Someone who has been able to write about dreams, a lot, and well.

The title track is perhaps the most immediate and addictive piece. The rhythm never lets you go. It could last twenty minutes and you wouldn’t even notice. Time stops and rewinds itself. Infinitely. If it weren’t for that piercing guitar coming in at the end—just two notes, but placed there perfectly.

Then the psychedelic-electronic rock of "Serpente Paramentale," an aquatic and ambiguous piece. Then the almost dodecaphonic symphony of "Koinophobia," chilling. Then you enter a further musical dimension that few could ever replicate. "Possessione Subliminale" is a masterpiece. Another track that could last half an hour, and you’d just sit there, stunned, letting your brain be sucked out day and night. Someone here wrote about the video clip—definitely a nice dark piece of work full of subliminal messages, but it’s the music that makes the difference. Track number 6 of the album. Take note.

The ending is perhaps the part I like the least. More open, cosmic, it seems like it wants to bring you back to normality, your feet on lunar ground because it’s closer than the surface of Plutone where you’d been before. At the very least. "Onironaut" is almost a new-age piece, but still really great. With bass lines that must be heard at maximum volume.

Speaking of videos, there’s also one for "Hypnosi Semantica," which is incredible. The most experimental and distressing track of the work. Here too, sounds that could give many celebrated electronic stars a lesson.

Deca is the Lucifer of the art of sound. Alchemical, gnostic, oneiric. A subtle premonitory artist. Never bowed to commercial logic, rarely compromised. Simply a role model. I want to follow people like him. I’d love to know how to be like him.