Il Mare Di Ross
Fin

What has led us to be what we are now are our choices. And what if we had never made them? What if they were just virtual? What if our life were just a projection created in a precise instant of the latter in front of a choice that would have changed it forever? What if it were all just a projection of our mind, if we were still children, if all our choices were only imagined in a gigantic chain reaction with the value of foresight? The future may never have arrived; what we think is the present is actually an imaginary future, we still live in what now seems like the past, never grown up, stuck in a limbo where our possible future becomes reality, where we have the chance to finally go back, to take the opposite path after exploring the possibilities that lie ahead of us, considering the choice, knowing what awaits us. Or maybe not.

We cannot explore all the possibilities that life offers us, know what awaits us, know what the choices we haven't made will lead to. We think it, we think it and live it. Something insignificant would have sufficed, and everything would have turned out radically different. Better. Worse. We will never know, and perhaps the specter of remorse is lurking even when it shouldn't be there.  

The Ross Sea is one of the coldest bodies of water on the planet. But it is also an Italian Screamo group, from Sardinia to be precise, a region that, unlike the area around Forlì, is not known for having produced any glory of the scene, which immediately with this year's debut EP, Fin has been noted as a potential new diamond point of the flourishing Screamo scenario of the peninsula.

"Acufene" begins with the sound of waves and with a sea breeze that soon raises the tones through a sharp and high-pitched instrumental part with heart-wrenching screams that catapult us into a cold and desperate embrace. The pace slows in "Il 14 Aprile Ero Ancora Vivo" with a slower and more reflective progression, a different, less furious desperation, but perhaps even more burning with vocals akin to Saetia, with a rough edge on the brink of emotion.

The third track is an instrumental interlude with a dialogue from "Mr. Nobody". "You do not exist"

With "Freddo Come il Mare Di Ross", the emotional climax of the record is reached with neurotic and convulsive variations between guitar parts that seem to represent a sky finally serene for a moment and a feral violence that supports the most agonizing and suffering vocal lines ever. Finally, "Considerazioni sull'addio" reminds us of what we may not have wanted to hear: "Every beginning has an end".

This is Fin. 13 minutes. So cold. A fully convincing debut