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Rating: Before diving headfirst into the review of this album, it is worth spending a few words on the biography of this semi-unknown band.
The Santa Sangre were born in '95 from a branch of the Carnival of Fools, a group in which all the current Santa Sangre members played, with Mauro Ermanno Giovanardi, the future La Crus, on vocals. Leaving behind the dark atmospheres of C.O.F., they dedicated themselves to sounds inspired by cinematography (as their name, borrowed from one of Jodorowsky's most famous films, testifies) and to a bloody, Balkan, and religious imagery. Towards the end of '95, with the song Mare crudele, they participated in the compilation "Soniche avventure," while their debut, "Ogni città avrà il tuo nome," was published by Consorzio Produttori Indipendenti/Sonica in '97 and was elected album of the year by Mucchio Selvaggio in the "Fuori dal mucchio" category.
We are faced with 11 gems of authentic "rock d'autore" (moistened in the Mississippi delta), 11 tracks steeped in harrowing emotions and hypnotic atmospheres soaked in alcohol. Santa Sangre are compact in their emotional sound evolutions as demonstrated by the opening track "Mare crudele," perfect authors of decadent love songs that wouldn't look out of place in some movie (such as in Occhi di serpente, the poignant "Non prendo rose per te" or the charming "Canta per me Maria"), skilled weavers of sublime sound plots (the dark and magnetic "Sangue Santo") and above all capable of unpredictable changes of direction (the beautiful instrumental version, arranged in a surf style, of Adriano Celentano's classic, "24.000 baci"A).
"Ogni città avrà il tuo nome" is a small masterpiece of Italian music, barely 37 minutes for an artifact of rare beauty that will earn Santa Sangre favorable acclaim in the musical underground of the boot.
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