Red Basica
Les Premiers Plaisirs

I had decided to take the car to the wash. It wasn't that dirty; just to "freshen up" the interior a bit.

As the usual practice goes, I tidied up the various compartments to make it easier for the washer to do their job and to avoid any CDs from disappearing... Sometimes it happens!!

Then, glancing here and there, while placing them in the plastic bag specially prepared for the occasion, something caught my eye, as they say, among the various covers, and among others, I noticed one that was particularly familiar to me: RED BASICA "Les PRemiers Plaisirs".

I had listened to it with great attention as soon as it was released and was pleasantly impressed. Actually, truth be told, completely immersed in the atmosphere created in the car interior by dear friends who had talked to me about this Crew: Red Basica, precisely. That day, at the end of the sound narrative, I experienced a kind of metaphysical trance. Quite a gift!!

Great Energy. You could feel there was heart. Knowledge of the subject and noble references. BIEN!!

Then, putting aside the goal I had set out to achieve (washing the car!), I felt an urgent need to immerse myself again in those atmospheres that I had pleasantly appreciated during the "premier immersion." This "Premiere plaisir" thus renewed its fascination.

Et Voilà!! The cold silicon grooves spin, and like sound fountains, the notes spread. I let myself be completely enveloped and listened. I half-closed my eyes, and various origin images flashed through my mind, crossing and pleasantly confusing me.

Suddenly, the music brought back to mind the images of the album presentation in Cosenza (where I was invited by their label), and I saw the Red's in their performance again. Even more strangely, I had the distinct perception of being able to read and see what was passing through the minds of the musicians on stage that day.

I must confess that I have always experienced music this way; when I "listen" to it, it produces images. I was raised like that when I was young, amidst the sounds of Hendrix, Pink Floyd, etc., and some leftovers of Castanedian memory... I cannot say anything more!!

So, I re-see and see, so to speak, the live, "feel" the vibe passing through the Red's and the audience present. I re-see the press conference following the mini-acoustic performance and discern things I had shelved at the time. I remember the leader's gag about his erotic-emotional panoramas. I also recall the funny joke about cheerful notes and what followed: various bickering and misunderstandings between the local press and the band.

All Overcome?? Bien!! You know, time is a gentleman!!

I return to the music that instinctively draws me to soundscapes recalling my youth years: Van der Graaf Generator, King Crimson, and some "Pink" first steps...

And here are again the visions of the past... more recent... let's put it that way!!

The concert at the Teatro Morelli in Cosenza, super decorated and super organized by the attentive "mother" label.

There was another Feeling there. The stage spaces were ample, and having had some theatrical interests in the past, I had some slightly sulfurous emotional somersaults.

I had a strange "flash" observing each of the masters "in-act." They seemed distant from each other (and not just in a physical/spatial sense). Rotating galaxies - distant.

The warmth I had felt and lived a short time ago was no longer reaching me. As if each played, how can I say... "a bit for their own sakes!!" ...fortunately, at least in this, classical studies assist you.

Let me explain better!

The Craft, that is, the technical knowledge of one's "art" compensates and fills the "voids" that sometimes emerge in the WORK. A bit like the holes of emmental, a famous Swiss cheese.

The magic sometimes broke at the Morelli in Cosenza. The pragmatic and well-tested sound engineer, at the right moments, compensates and fills in. His professional "very pragmatic mood" attitude belongs to him. Respect for your Life...man !!

Another leap; A jolt, and I recover...!! There's no time for yawning; it creeps here and there... perhaps because I'm completely "plopped" on a very comfortable armchair contributing to the sleepiness. It's me with my limits dictated by age... no worries!! Some blood sugar drops?? Boh!!

I recover with two good puffs of tobacco and return to myself. I lucidly listen to the rest of the album and "in presence" recycle the energy that had expanded in the car interior.

OK...wow... all in all a great TRIP!!

And what the heck more could you ask for?? A miracle?? That's there too, to tell the truth; small but true...so it's great!

(I want to say "loud and clear" that I have no dependence whatsoever on any external chemical key, except caffeine and nicotine, and that too in moderation)

I stretch, as my slightly "catlike" nature suggests, and I say thank you to RED BASICA... Euros well spent on a quality product.

Thanks, finally, to Mk Records that, in the land of Calabria, manages to find hidden pearls and let us discover these small-great masterpieces.

I can go wash the car now... awaiting other pleasures.

Red Basica - "Les Premiers Plaisirs" (MK Records- Venus) 2009