Pezzo di Merda
Aragosta Nera

LA RECENSIONE

A singer-songwriter who chooses to use the pseudonym Pezzo di Merda must have very clear ideas.

And if the pseudonym doesn't dispel the shadows, then the approach with which he writes songs certainly will.

This new unpublished and (I think) first single should be the prelude to something more substantial, which in my opinion shows promise. If the Italian singer-songwriter genre today suffers from stagnation and various revisionisms, if not for the sheer number of covers and important references that pop up everywhere in the radio charts, a song like "Aragosta Nera" seems to want to break away from certain standards. And with a few disillusioned and pessimistic verses, set in an unhealthy and decadent sound atmosphere, it paints a captivating lyrical picture. Certainly not suitable for those who feast on Ligabue and Mengoni, but neither for those who have kept alive greats like Gaber and Conte.

Pezzo di Merda writes like this:

La solitudine interiore:
chela di aragosta nera
morta e striata
da acque non sue.
Immersa nei fluidi
delle passioni altrui,
dimenticata dalle onde
già stemperate a lungo
sui litorali marci
che l’autunno ci ha lasciato
come eredità incomoda...
a tutti noi,
figli della merda.

The black lobster is the animal metaphor of inner solitude, the malaise of our times. A lobster that has swum in stagnant waters to which it does not belong and then has beached to die on rotten... polluted shores... the most desolate and deadly in the landscape of life.

The uncomfortable inheritance of our generations, those of the children of shit. Which today more than ever deserve to be called thus.

Soft, minimal music, with a Rhodes-like piano and few percussion instruments. And underneath a carpet of extravagant, distant sounds, between ambient and experimentation.

Personally, I hope it's not just a flash in the pan that came out just to give it a try. I hope to hear a broader project.

Pezzo di Merda could be the real novelty we've been waiting for.