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Rating: These tattered maps draw an erratic path on roads that today are decommissioned or erased.
Their original meaning is faded.
However, their quiet ancient ash-like beauty is more enchanting than ever.
Abandoned, suitcases filled with passports for a world lost forever.
This is what remains of the quest — in the driest and oldest folds of the world — for the deepest roots of man and his innate birthing of music: a handful of recordings.
Roberto Musci from Milan, a musician with a classical background, can say he has found it, the source of sound — an inexhaustible fountain of delights for those inclined to make their lives a receptacle of melodies.
The account of his decade-long wanderings has now been gathered anew in a double vinyl release. Play it, without haste, and you will hear vibrant colorful fragments, shattered pieces of mirrors rendered dull by rust and brought back to new splendor.
It is only a matter of tact.
The work of piecing together the fragments is not invasive: it merely allows the worn-out shards to reveal their original grains and underlying reverberations.
Surprisingly, electronics is the perfect medium to amplify the rhythmic lines and account for the hidden nuances of these small snapshots.
Echoes, lullabies, and percussions.
Mighty acoustic Wunderkammer!
Gaze into it, weary seekers of primordial melodies.
You will find the source that will quench your thirst.
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