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Rating: What a blast from these Calafuria Brothers!!!
With just their debut album "Senza Titolo..." they confirm themselves as one of the most interesting realities in the Italian underground scene. One of those bands that could be "launched" abroad and make a splash on the charts around the world, because besides having a tremendously powerful sound, they are damn catchy.
Our guys perfectly blend stoner, punk-rock, and metal with post-rock melodies, all in a highly personal style. Indeed, Calafuria lacks no originality, starting with Andrea's lyrics, deeply twisted and incomprehensible to a casual listener. But in reality, their lyrics, if listened to with great attention or better yet by immersing oneself in a certain mental state, are rich in nuances and have a meaning not to be sought on the surface.
Yet the band's excellence certainly doesn't stop at the lyrics; in fact, supporting everything is a minimalistic lineup that proves to be musically adept. The "3 brothers" manage to create perfect and always original melodies, often distant yet close to the classic song form. Calafuria fit deadly choruses in all their tracks that hit you right from the first listen, but their songs often then unravel following paths and solutions different from the initial ones.
The band's overwhelming (and sometimes chaotic) energy is noticeable from the first track, "La Nobile Arte". When the song kicks off, it seems like the sound is from overseas, but as soon as Andrea begins to sing in his unique and unmistakable manner, another trademark of the band, you realize this music is Italian, from Mestre to be exact.
The wild drumming of the Calafuria Brothers is another feature that can't leave one indifferent, as in "Di Getto", a disorienting song interspersed with calmer moments where the singer's falsetto shines.
Continuing with the album's listening, you then reach "Amico Di Plastica", a simply devastating punk-flavored song where Calafuria questions "...why are people afraid of the truth?..why are people afraid of things in color?..", highlighting the hypocrisy, squalor, and fear/hatred of the "different" widespread in a society dominated by homogenized thought and ignorance.
It's impossible to stay still and motionless to the notes of "Non So Perché", a track with a funky aftertaste sung in a hilarious falsetto, before exploding in a chorus to be shouted at the top of one's lungs.
"Cresico Memè" is a crazy and beautiful track at the same time, with an ending of incredible emotional impact. After a couple of tracks, we then encounter "Riccardo", a gay guy whose coming out shocks his perhaps too bigoted friend, perhaps a "failed gay", one would have to ask Calafuria, although what is certain is that it is likely we have stumbled upon the most radio-friendly piece on the album, a perfect chart-topping hit.
Towards the end is one of the most interesting tracks on the album, "L'Inesatto Perché" where the brutal and "primitive" rhythm section is immediately noticeable with the singer always remarkably spitting verse after verse, then giving way to an atmosphere that detaches the listener from the surrounding world, until the conclusion of the track where a spectacular and devastating post-rock kicks in that hits so hard it hurts thanks to the force unleashed by the instruments and the voice.
Simply unique... and I won't add anything else.
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