Paradise of tops

The statistics and socioeconomic surveys that echo from the mouths of the talking heads on the news report that today's books and CDs are selling less and less. He blames a bit 'of everything to the Internet that encourages piracy, rising prices and taxes that weigh at a dilution of the social consciousness of young people, to cultural models that have derived and superficiality, the dissolution of ethics and perception of school, to controllers that do not control or who can not control enough, the television itself, and I could go in vain-for-the entire pages. If you find yourself playing an instrument and if you have stories in my head for letting people know, not wanting to force a lot of money in return, this is already a good reason to disobey the silence, the silence offered by the same market as inevitable alternative to disaster and derision. And if you think you know how to say good things you have to say your talent and makes you feel uncomfortable among the races of chickens where talents officers are manufactured, you just have to do it alone. One step at a time, maybe short but important to be able to build around a circle of handshakes, hugs and sharing, affinity and complicity. It is said that the popularity is measured by the number of copies sold and followers on social networks: some books have left deep marks in the underground for generations, some songs never put up for sale marked the passing of the best moments of entire lives without going through the hit parade when internet had not yet been invented. And you realize you've made the right choice when you realize that your song moving lips of one who is sitting beside you on the bus, when you recognize something you had written and which ended in a love letter written by a unknown. It is told in a few lines, what happened to Daniele Manini and Roberto Barbini, left home at age new wave of stories with a large suitcase in hand and eyes as big as the wolf of fairy tales in order to get a better look around. According to those who think well, they would have chosen better to find a place in a bank or a big company, when it was still possible. In his spare time, without sacrificing the creativity of all they could write funny songs to entertain in-law and grandchildren, and dedicate poems to girlfriends, lovers and others as lawful, such as advisors and rulers. But no: stubborn, the two have put together a band, they called uproar and sing loudly life as it does not tell the newspapers and television stations. A life without gossip or champagne in which people can work and those who can not do, however, is always hard, the hours in which fatigue and dreams and have a weight measured in multiples of bushels, a life in which there is enhanced by small things: simple objects that are cheap, short gestures, looks fast, but short words will never forget. I have in my hands a book to read and look inside there is a silver cd to listen to, but at some point tell you about this book, with drawings and words, the CD and the music and songs that we are inside makes me impatient. Makes me uncomfortable to report, review or worse. I'm not going to discuss the arrangements, I'm not going to invent the reports and comparisons with old things have already heard, I'm not going to recommend purchases to sign petitions or dissemination. I have a wish: I'd like to be with, to those who play and write and draw, a few hours to swap stories, eating and drinking together, maybe for a walk somewhere. As I listen in the square, the Manini and Barbini and the gang all here, instead. The book is beautiful, magnetic, you leave pet and look and look again. The album, the songs, the music in here, I know, they are all beautiful. How I would like to see these songs as swallows dance in the sky, to celebrate a springtime of spirit and joy. I want all the inside story with a happy ending, credits and liberation, even if I go through flames and clouds of tears and fights and ran at breakneck speed and flying stones. Contact: www.tunue.com, www.putiferio.it. This and other materials Daniele Manini, Roberto Barbini and uproar of the band are available in the list of Musica per A in exchange for a subscription.

Sidera Noctis

From lost space

Here's another one. Another of those mysterious CD with content that does just embarrassing blush, those who believed he had already heard everything and instead front of you opens a new door. There in the middle Mauro Martello, among the thousand years ago collaborates with investigators Opus Avantra. The other three Sider Noctis, Venetians, too, seem more or less unrelated to all tours: solid academic background, and feel the confidence with which they touch the instruments, shown in this hour of music collection on their debut CD aggregative ability of drugs and remixed. I wrote "outsiders" not so much a lack of presence of these names in the pages of music magazines in vogue, but because the impact of their invention sound was shocking and surprising for me. It is not just a matter of listening, a problem of what is and what is not, a discussion of similarities and distances, a race between the memories and beyond doubts that beset you. In here everything is questioned, not only types of music we are used to recognize the taste and habit, but I speak of the time line that is disrupted, for example, where traditional Irish and Venetian and excerpts of scores Antonio Vivaldi sound like suggestions from the future rather than as things of yesterday. And yet, it is fresh and new and the curious combination of sounds: the bizarre choices of rhythm and breathing, sudden shifts of east and west, north and south of rollovers, the illusions of coast and mountains and desert, and the crowd, weaving of Baroque and new age, flute and viola da gamba living harmoniously with the keyboards as if he had finally realized a dream progressive. A little unexpected and timeless masterpiece, of course, self-produced, of course, impossible to take place or at least stop to outline drawn around some obviously unrelated to any commercial deployment in the shops, obviously intended to stay there, hanging in the sky, with no promotional push or empty words of encouragement that would add weight to his only light.
Contact: www.mauromartello.com.

Marco Pandin
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