The awareness of beginning to live. The control of one's actions. This is adult life, this is what happens inside each of us when we realize we've become grown-ups. When we realize we've changed, become someone different. When we have aged.
Before all that, before innocence and carefreeness faded away, before starting to live there was childhood. Behind the first album of Whane, a band from Udine born from the ashes of Are We Real?, lies essentially the story of our life before adulthood took over. There are the events that happen when you're young, events that, for better or worse, shape the person we will become once we've grown up.
Eighteen minutes with the texture of asphalt melted by the summer sun. Eighteen minutes when it is impossible not to tap your feet in time, not to sing every single word even on a crowded and smelly subway filled with old folks who have completely lost their youthful spirit full of hopes and dreams. These are eight tracks in which one can relate and vent, releasing from our adult body all that remains of our adolescent, angry past.
An emotional yet powerful album that shines with inspiration, melancholy, and anger. Every track is perfect, every track is a slice of our life. In "Estetica ed Originalità" the band shouts to us that we have wasted all our efforts on an always wrong target. And raise your hand if, thinking back to the past, you haven't at least once reflected on the decisions made, the blunders committed, the mistakes that led us down difficult and challenging paths. Raise your hand if you don't get emotional hearing the words of the beautiful third track "Il Bambino Con Le Mani Legate", one of the most beautiful Italian songs of recent times, capable of pulling out memories that we wanted to bury.
Alone in our room still furnished like when we were teenagers, the words of this band echo in our faces, of this small Italian masterpiece that has revived the desire to shout, to vent, to fight to bring out our true spirit. With the heart torn by a nagging childish wind, we will sing in chorus a final goodbye. And one day not too far away, we will be there, facing reality, to suppress it along with all our hopes and regrets. The lyrics of the sharp title track express the entire essence of Whane's album, the sense of disorientation and confusion in a country in a deep coma. The sense stemming from the great local screamo reality, rapidly growing thanks to many small bands capable of releasing spectacular records like this.
If La Quiete and Raein started it all more than ten years ago, there are now many screaming in our language. There are many showing how even in Italy there can be screamo bands capable of igniting something in the heart. Whane join the list, with this short, simple, and sincere album. "Prima di Iniziare a Vivere" reeks of honest rebellion against adult life, of repressed anger towards an insubstantial reality incapable of growth.
It's a beautiful record (and even available for free download), and everyone should rush to listen to it.
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