Sunn O))) / Earth
Live di Legnano del 24 febbraio 2006

Guys, that day the paranoia of a week gave way to the recalcitrant discomfort of a gunshot, and above all to the labyrinthine need for an extreme leap, the one that the hypothetical bastard creator has given us. In fact, listening to Dylan C. live means injecting liters of "anguish of living," as dear friend Baudelaire used to say, and particularly leads to doom-psychic territories that few have trodden. Another group that journeys through these distant lands indeed exists and its name is Sum 0, perfectly represented by an imaginative vision that touches the satanic incarnation of the demon Mephistopheles, in short, a real novelty for someone like me who always relied on Electric Wizard and stoner psychedelia.

THE AFTERNOON THAT PRECEDED THIS PARTICULAR EVENING MOMENT WAS PRECEDED BY THE USUAL AND LACED ATTEMPT TO GET SOME AIR, WITH THE DISCOUNT BEER (THE CHEAPER THE BETTER) and above all continued with the attempt to re-intoxicate with the fateful baby bottle (iced tea+red martini), in short, a real mess. After the afternoon, my friend and I went to Legnano to endure the telluric effort leading to the evening concert. Once the concert started, we realized the complete bizarreness of what we were hearing. The first band to perform was Earth, who played the repertoire of their latest studio work, with a mastery worthy of the best psychedelic sludger, in fact, in the instrumental pieces presented, there was a drum that was slow and hard as marble (though slightly out of tempo in some parts), a sharp and hypnotic guitar leading with C.'s riffs and, above all, the precious presence of the saxophone, in short, a remarkable result for a band born with a typically drone past. Sum 0 instead produced a classic drone concert, in short, absence of drums, two surgical guitars so heavy they touched claustrophobia, and above all, a repetitiveness incomparable to anyone else. The pieces performed were two, lasting an hour.

The concert was also memorable for the quarrel between the bassist and a strange duo of people who had brought to the live show a gray recorder larger than a hand. In short, quite an ironic scene.