One Dimensional Man
1000 Doses Of Love!

I got to know the "One Dimensional Man" with this album, perhaps that's why I continue to consider it the most characteristic. In fact, here we find them before the start of the mature cleanup: at the peak of grit, imagination, and even sophistication in some parts so well calibratedly noise. In this album released in 2000, we see the arrival of guitarist Giulio Favero (who will stay with them for four years and two albums) who brings with him an elegant groovy touch with a well-present guitar with a pronounced rhythm, enriched by slightly boogie riffs that evolve into rustling distorted noises in the climaxes of the pieces where things really start to rattle.

Dario Perissutti presents himself with his usual small essential drum kit made of few pieces. But he is always incisive, demonstrating that it takes little (despite the virtuoso drummers who need an empire of pieces to show you anything) to make your chest vibrate with decisive blows on the bass drum and infuse the Rhythm into your veins like in old blues.
And then there is him: Pierpaolo Capovilla, crazy, jerky, and hysterical with his voice, and scratching with his magnificent '78 Rickenbacker bass that roars in an exquisitely vintage hard sound. We find a sound particularly attentive to the tradition of original blues, well filtered by the baggage of the best '80s rock.

Here, we have vibrant sounds that play with moments of crystal clarity and scratchy rust... it's a poisoned swing... that puts us into moments of cascading distortion where space is often given to schizophrenia (for those who don't love the genre it might be a bit heavy, but it NEVER tires me personally). A note of praise must be given for their always charismatic live performances. Wherever they perform, they know how to carry the audience with ironic theatricality, with pauses where sometimes the drummer shows his butt (sometimes he showed up to play in leopard underpants!) or the singer gets lost in his mumbled "political speeches" tinged with red. Anyway, they make you laugh. I want to share an anecdote from when they were touring this album and I often saw them playing here in Veneto. It was summer at the Festa dell'Unità (I think but I don't remember well), it was raining so the staff had already disassembled the stage and the other bands had already left. There were four of us drinking beer under the stands when the "One Dimensional Man," pissed off because they had come to play and WANTED to play, invited us to join the gazebos and they started playing there, with us, all huddled together, with their amps, without a stage. It was really beautiful, you have to say: CHARACTERS, they are not pretentious. It is nice to see that this original group doesn't come from some remote London province or whatever, but is a product of our boot and this makes me really happy. Who knows, they might pave the way for many groups in Italy that struggle to emerge in the alternative genre.

I rate this album a solid 5 even though you debaseriani will probably be harsh with me! :-) bye bye