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Rating: Is it possible to crave serious concerts? Yes, if it's been an eternity since the last real event where the Ferrari brothers were the guests. Too many days had passed on the calendar, it wasn't good, but here in Sicily, the musical offerings aren't as rich and diverse as in other parts of Italy, and I don't have the means to travel easily.
But this time, the opportunity was enticing: the Soviet Soviet were in town, a young trio from Pesaro, and one of the most interesting acts to come out of our tricolor boot, touring Italy (and beyond) with their latest and first album “Fate”.
The venue is the Barbara Disco Lab in Catania, equipped with a room that isn't gigantic in size but perfect for hosting the Pesaro group, which a week after welcoming Massimo Volume, scores another hit.
Entering before midnight, there's not much chaos yet, and I have time to position myself right under the stage, waiting for the show to begin.
Finally, after a wait that was starting to feel long, the band takes the stage and quickly kicks off with “Together”.
The venue is now filled, though there remains a strong suspicion that most attendees are there for the rest of the evening, and they don't know the trio very well.
The live performance confirms the excellent impressions expressed by their first studio-recorded murmurs: dark and enveloping atmospheres, but above all a lot of energy, thanks also to drummer Alessandro Ferri's fire, with an almost punk approach to playing his instrument that adds even more vigor to the pieces sung by Andrea Giometti, a sort of lo-fi Brian Molko, whose voice, even more so than on the album, is largely drowned out by the instruments.
The beauty of indie concerts and performances in these more or less alternative venues is the direct communication and symbiosis created between performers and audience, without barriers and without fences, with adrenaline flowing genuinely. In short, it shouldn't be too much to ask for a minimum of maturity and a sense of education and respect for those performing, which unfortunately disappears when a small group of idiotic girls before being removed (not very promptly, by the way) sit on the stage, putting on an indecent show. The singer, rightly annoyed, probably wishes he could have taken aim and smashed his bass.
Then things return to normal. It's fun, they play “Ecstasy”, my favorite, yet they also recover pieces from previous EPs (“Human Nature”) and a sparse group of guys attempts a timid pogo, which I gladly join, with the band seeming to appreciate this little “curve of Catania”.
The last fireworks in chronological order are the choral “Gone Fast”, probably the track that lends itself the most to being sung live, and “No Lesson” which with its “thank you so much again” repeated several times seems to want to thank the attendees, especially those, like myself, who came specifically for them.
Closing with “White Details” and the classic customary thanks to those who made the event possible.
The only regret is the brief duration of their performance, but still enough to leave us with a good memory and useful to disconnect from the often oppressive daily routine for an evening.
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