The Music
Live - Valle Giulia Roma - 07/07/2002

THE REVIEW

When The Music take the stage, in the beautiful setting of Valle Giulia, more than one person rubs their eyes.
Are we waiting to see Coldplay (The Music opens for the Roman date of the Yellow four) or are we at one of the many high school end-of-year concerts? The band, which with just one EP has been described by the NME (as usual) as 'the salvation of British rock', looks like four guys, who you wouldn't give more than seventeen years, shyly taking their place on the stage with a strong desire to prove that you can enter the music world so young without necessarily having to wiggle, sing and wink like mannequins but simply by doing what you love most: rock.
And while you’re still there wondering what you were doing at their age, The Music hits you with a series of songs, featuring riffs like Jimmy Page and rhythms like The Stone Roses, that make it impossible not to move.

Everything goes perfectly, the rhythm section travels briskly, Adam Nutter’s guitar weaves flagrantly seventies patterns while vocalist Robert Harvey sings and dances with the same passion of someone who would now pay gold to personally experience the golden times of clubs like the Hacienda where people danced to the rhythm of bands like Charlatans, Stone Roses, Happy Mondays.

On August 30, their debut album will be released, and only then will we understand whether the British press's writing is the usual propaganda delirium or intelligent intuition. For now, we only know that this brief Roman appearance delivers to us a young band that promises very well.