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Rating: Pure poetry, communicated through images with the "faded colors of a polaroid" (from "primo dio"). Repetitive sounds, at times melodic, soft, at others harsh and prickly. And yet, fundamentally, Emotions, with a capital E.
This is what I found in the second incredible album by this Bolognese band, which has been dissolved for over a year (although the homepage of the new site under construction might almost make us hope for a new project from them).
Several friends, to whom I played this album, said to me, "Beautiful, but take it off because it gives me anxiety!"
Beyond tastes and the sensations received, this can summarize the album's enormous communicative power. It reaches straight to the heart and is definitely not an album for everyone. A challenging style that doesn't leave you indifferent—the classic "either you love it or you hate it," stories, not songs, images, not descriptions, atmosphere, sensations, warmth, cold, peace, resignation, or anger and frustration as in the opening track titled "primo dio". "There is strength in your words" and there is great evocative power in this homage of theirs to the Italian poet Emanuel Carnevali and the more famous visionary poet Arthur Rimbaud.
A mix of strong emotions and moods follows in the second track: "Il tempo scorre lungo i bordi", which gives the album its title, opens with a calm voice, a bit crazy, manic, restrained. Suddenly, the sound becomes harsher, and with it, the words are shouted, almost desperate, perhaps angry. Then it ends with a resigned "Then the dust begins", making way for dreamlike and surreal visions in "la notte dell'11 ottobre": a distressing nightmare where "something in that scene seemed to accuse me". A very slow, almost imperceptible, but inexorable crescendo of anxiety.
Now a leap into "fuoco fatuo", my favorite track: the drums set the rhythm, then the distorted guitar enters to create atmosphere, and soon Clementi starts to describe the claustrophobic scene with urgency and agitation.
Chilling phrases that conclude in a decaying rhythm with the obsessive question, "Leo, is THIS what we are?".
The best advice I can give you now is to forget what I have told you, purchase this album and listen to it, listen to it and live it.
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By Sallu
It wiped away everything that was in me.
The incredible expressiveness of this album is truly the creative peak of a group that has indisputably written a fundamental page of Italian music.
By blechtrommel
Along the edges of the soul, this record stops. It doesn’t arrive directly, it doesn’t spoil the ears with syrupy and diabetic melodies.
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By Thanatos
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