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Rating: Two years after the evocative EP ''L'Alba Irradia L'Inutile Parola'', it's time to get serious. Enchanted by the alluring notes of bands like Sigur Ros, Explosions In The Sky, Giardini di Mirò, and enriched by touches of jazz and classical music structures, the debut of the Roman sextet is the most rejuvenating thing I've listened to in a while.
Two guitars, bass, drums, keyboards, violin, and cello, skillfully amalgamated, create an imaginary bridge between dream and reality, empty the heart and mind of every thought; a dreamlike dimension emphasized by delicate melodies, gentle accelerations, almost spiritual arpeggios, and powerful crescendos that know how to touch the noblest parts of our soul.
En Plein Air manages to ride the waves with delicacy and technical grace, with the harmony and chastity of the most cerebral Post-rock, halfway between enchantment and revelation. How can one not be captivated by the opener ''Waterloo'' and its seductive violin arrangements; how can one not be moved when the melancholic rock of ''Sul Confine'' explodes in a furious, cathartic finale. Moments of magical emotion distinguish the last three tracks ''Diario Dei Lampi'', ''Comete'', and ''Frammenti Di Una Vittoria'', less dynamic than the others, yet more alluring, more complete.
There are no voices. There are no phrases. Words are unnecessary. They leave room for music. A bit like if the notes, tired of being confined, decide to abandon their instruments, the cold modernity of keyboards and guitars, the melancholic nostalgia of the violin, to give voice, themselves, to human emotions. For this time, to hell with heart-love.
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