Jesu
Infinity

Last night I dreamed of returning to the house where I lived as a child. But everything had changed, it was all different. The ceilings had collapsed, and the few walls still standing were covered with mold. The couch where, as a child, I would watch old Stanlio & Ollio movies on TV was dusty and torn to shreds, all the furniture was falling apart, worn out by time, and everything smelled of old age and death. I saw the ghosts of my parents and their faded faces, and all my memories came to life and started spinning in front of my eyes in an endless, perpetual motion, just like my sadness in front of the end of what had been my past life and that dramatic scene.

With all the crap that's around, I've seen real atrocities committed in the use of the term post-metal many times. The truth is that, if this musical genre must exist—and believe me, it surely does—then a place of honor among the inventors and proponents of this new sound definitely belongs to Justin Broadrick, aka Jesu.

This man, Justin Broadrick, is undeniably a genius and one of the few truly creative minds in the current English music scene. If his resume wasn't enough, which already sees him actively involved with Napalm Death and especially the great Godflesh, all his productions with Jesu demonstrate his innate abilities in crafting decadent and glacial atmospheres, whispering sweet, dreamy shoegaze melodies, and bringing to life psychedelic and hypnotic sounds; never satisfied with all the emotions that inhabit my soul and yours.

His latest work, "Infinity," is a striking masterpiece of post-metal and shoegaze sound architecture. A magnificent work of art lasting about fifty minutes, an infinite journey into his music and within ourselves, at the end of which we can only find ourselves alienated and teleported to a new dimension that transcends the very concept of space and time.

I listen to "Infinity" and see the winter sea waves sweeping violently across the beaches of Ostia, carrying away all my memories. Under a heavy downpour, I can't do anything but grit my teeth and try to hold onto them, waiting for this storm to pass and for everything to return to its course.