Detonazione
Sorvegliare e Punire 1983/1984

A nervous line, always on the lookout. The constant tension. And then the wave, the explosive wave.

Add the white rhythm, add the free scribbles, the laboratory where the alchemist crosses every possible otherness.

The post-punk, then, between A Certain Ratio, Pop Group, and New York with the No in front.

But that's not all. The Detonazione, although struck by post-'77 sounds, had a rather progressive jazz imprint and grew up with people like Zappa, Area, Napoli Centrale. And you can hear that.

You can certainly hear it.

Delightful, regarding Napoli Centrale, is the epiphanic meeting between the thirteen-year-old Bruno Romani, saxophonist and leader of ours, and James Senese:

“I saw him come down from the van in jeans, with afro hair, that brazen attitude and I realized I wanted to be like him.”

So, if there's one person far from the '80s aesthetic that is James Senese, and that's fantastic, isn't it? Sometimes keeping one foot in the past saves you from slavishly drinking from only the sources of the moment.

Hence, a beautiful “you know how it starts, but you don't know how it ends.” And a thermoregulation mechanism that holds together unpredictability and elegance, warmth and cold, brain and heart.

Then the words. The dissonance of sounds becomes dissonance of thought, a description of emptiness, an absolute sense of estrangement.

Avoiding serious analysis, it will suffice to mention titles such as: “The Arid Useful” or “Absence of Ideals.”

Without forgetting that “Discipline and Punish” which refers to one of Foucault's best-known works.

So, Foucault. I have a book of his at home. It’s a tome of about 500 pages that I fear I will never read. Better, much better to listen to Detonazione.

Oh, the album gathers the first album, a couple of EPs, and a handful of tracks featured in collective compilations.

A small great classic of the Italian Wave...