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In recent years, it hasn't often happened that I've read an Italian work that rekindles curiosity to the point of compelling a critic to arm themselves with treatises to translate the meaning of a verse or a stanza, especially if that meaning is "masked" by sounds.
Luca Vecchio expresses in his works the discomfort of contemporary living, but not only that. Stories of places made enchanting by his poetry, mysteries of the cosmos, and lost loves; themes that are never trite. A true native of Catania, an antagonist of banality, he is a character who eludes and intrigues for this very reason.
He is not a newcomer, but little is known about him, and it wouldn’t surprise me to discover a tormented soul deliberately made permeable by his music. When the single (P2002) and the Demo Il Verme (P2004) reached me, I did not imagine I would be reviewing an unknown artist endowed with intelligence, taste, and knowledge. In the past well-received abroad with an album played with Pyrosis, he re-proposes himself in our time with a demo CD-r titled Il Verme: 5 tracks played, recorded, and sung by Luca Vecchio in his attic. Power pop sounds, folk shivers, and post-rock coming from the city of Catania, which continues to churn out artists that make you envy typical scenes like New York, Seattle, Chicago, and Athens.
Where have the Renaissance salons gone? No one seems to care! Kudos to Luca Vecchio and all those souls (I think I will never uncover them all) overshadowed by the anonymous Italian society made up of heroes in underwear.
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