Motorpsycho
It's a Love Cult

THE REVIEW

I decided to push beyond every limit this time, I want to risk everything with a review of one of the many experimental masterpieces by Motorpsycho, a very tough job!

Where should one begin to comment on Motorpsycho?
Where does their music start and where does it end?

The setting is Scandinavian, the fateful date is the year 1991, when this prodigious Norwegian band captured the attention of the entire music world.
Compared to all the greats of rock, from Nirvana to Kiss, from Black Sabbath to the Stones, they represent the best that Europe provided in the years when everyone's eyes and ears were on Seattle.

Today, 12 years later, Seattle is a distant memory, the American grunge scene has all but faded away, yet Motorpsycho is still there, continuing to amaze us with one beautiful CD after another, making experimentation their best virtue, earning awards and recognition everywhere.
However, except for Italy, they have never become so famous: consider instead the success achieved in a few years by Madrugada. They remain a humble and close-knit group of friends who, dreaming of coming to live in Italy someday, cultivate their precious creative vein on these thoughts.

This album flows with indescribable lightness, the title and the number of tracks no longer matter, what matters is only getting comfortable on the sofa, under a blanket, closing your eyes, and traveling with the music in their dreams, hoping that someday they can realize the greatest dream, and you with them.

In this surreal context, their music has no end, it is never satisfied with having tasted a bit of every existing sophisticated musical genre, it always wants to go beyond, driven by the splendor and genius of their previous works.
Even It’s a Love Cult, like all the other numerous EPs and almost yearly CDs, is at times very funky, at times very jazz, at times blues, punk, hardcore, hard rock, but always alternative and unclassifiable.

Their music is like this, either you love it and go crazily mad for it, or you don't like it and you never will.