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Rating: Considering the comments related to my first article on Debaser, let me be clear: this is not a review, it's a praise.
"Disco Blu" is a little gem. Something unique. Perhaps that's precisely where its weak point lies: anyone who thought of this album as the beginning of a musical trend, as the inauguration of a genre on which the Gatto would set the standard, would be mistaken. This album might inspire, but it won't give rise to any genre. And the Gatto know this well. After the "intermediate" album "L'irréparable," the last production by the "felines" ("Disconoir") goes in a completely different direction.
They have been compared to Sigur Ros, to Giardini di Mirò, but the only thing they have in common with them is the focus on musical instruments and less on the voice. It's a bit like comparing Milaus to Madredeus because they both have a violin in common...
Romano has already said, much better than I could have, everything I wanted to say. He described with great "visual" skill the atmosphere one breathes when listening to this album. But allow me to add something.
In my opinion, in the "Giallo" album, there is something childlike about Gattociliegia. Better yet: something uterine. It's more than warmth and protection. Listening to "#2" one is catapulted into an innocent, clear, straightforward, explicit, protected dimension. The Gatto don't reflect on the world, on politics, on society. Like Greek composers, they inhabit an ideal world that they narrate with the simplicity of a child.
If #2 were a chord, it would be a major seventh.
If it were an interval, it would be a fourth, like between E major and C sharp minor.
If dance is an answer to sound, an interpretation by the listener, then with the sound of Gatto, the response happens without interpretation: you don't dance listening to Gattociliegia.Tracklist and Videos
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