Nosound
Sol29

"Loneliness generates poetry, poetry is generated by emotions, and we generate emotions through what we say, do, and play."

Rarely, while listening to a song, have I experienced such conflicting emotions. All at once, I feel free, relieved, like a wanderer... the journey is halted by a soothing voice that creates an electronic atmosphere, the ethereal sound strikes and cradles you towards paths of imagination; progressive sounds with persistent evocations of early Pink Floyd hit you. The sound is no longer a melody but a constant that penetrates deep within, almost like poetry repeating with anaphoras and musical alliterations. Never before had I grasped the profound sense of some sounds that I previously didn’t consider could one day align with my genre. The CD spins slowly, I feel relaxed, yet struck inside by a thousand emotions. With great use of the piano, I am suddenly transported from one mood to another, then with the first strum of electric guitar strings, I feel lost. An entirely original progressive with distortions and pianos scars me inside. Everything I previously considered boring, I now reevaluate thanks to this sound conceived, elaborated, and rewritten in a much more rocker form by Nosound, a band that until now has simply supported some groups or made brief appearances in venues.

The keyboards in Sol29 intellectually explode at every introduction and end of the song. A not famous but surely important album not only for lovers of the genre but also for those like me who found prog music embarrassing, which instead is capable of relaxing your mental state with legal means ranging from ethereal and baroque sound to the guitar that marks ruptures and initiations of countable times, an instrumental orgasm that makes the protagonists of the prog era of our time envious, almost a revival of the past that is no longer here and reemerges in our days in our beautiful country. The only objection I feel like making is for the voice that perhaps doesn’t appear too often as in "Sol29", the album’s namesake song in which only a lot of instrumental skill appears and a medieval-sounding female voice does not allow completing the album to great numbers; perhaps they still need to mature from this point of view. Wearing Lies On Your Lips Waves Of Time The Moment She Knew The Child's Game The Broken Parts Sol 29 Hope For The Future are the songs worth listening to before dying...