专辑简介

Diaframma专辑介绍：Wander nervously between frosts rainy night, wearing a dark raincoat from the upturned collar and inside a thin, yet excruciating pain, of Love, of the Self, the Living, letting the cold invades unscrupulous your body, as to cool insidious boil there to explode in a statement of everything, absolutely all the torment: "Siberia," the winter of the Diaframma. The scenario in which the album is done, but before that lived, were being pierced, it is internalized a twilight Florence of the early 80s, naturally predisposed to be affected by melancholy and restlessness dark-wave, sound incarnation of a soul decadently romantic, elusive, so much brain as to be almost unaware of her beauty. Four years have passed since the death of Ian Curtis, shadowy soul and tragic Joy Division, but the persistence of its ghosts fills the days and discomfort of many artists, fascinated by a desolate and lyrical sounds net, essential, glacial. Almost unconsciously, in a kind of imprinting optimally transmitted, Federico Fiume and companions, reproduce, grateful to the disciples, and a similar electric shyness. The title track is a splinter acuminata and invisible, leaving furrows of agitated steps in the snow in search of a lost sense of things, followed by accelerated flow and tense of "neogrigio", essay by an air lyrical synthetic yet strong on impact listening ("... Your candor is svenando my days, injuring the glow of the night light ..."). The bottom opens and dominates "Amsterdam", alienated and visionary monologue Miro Sassolini, touching peaks so airtight, as fascinating ("... in my mind everything survives in silence, feel the friction of cries exiled from the world, like fragments pulsing with life, angry voices are gone ... "), until the apotheosis of the chorus (" ... where the day went wild wounded light ... "). The tension rises again, generating states of agitation, almost escape in "Desire of nowhere", followed by a '"Amsterdam" with special guest Litfiba, where the guitars and distort the sound fills with notes terrestrial and tools bohemian like fisamornica, background dell'interagire between the voice of pebbles and that of Pelù. How blurry frames of a film deliberately burned, "Elena" is the song of love and false oblivion of the album, with a guitar riff melodious and intense lyricism and a typically New Wave ("... and your face has the color of a summer ghost, you left without haste fall like a dress, on any day ... "). The album, which, in the reprint of 2001, is home to meaningful live versions of "neogrigio", "Footprints", "Siberia" and "Elena", in the original edition closes with "Last Boulevard", sort of short and white black, focused on yet, tense introspection excavated from a low grim. "Siberia" will carve an untouchable niche listening, which is regenerated each year through the ability to render faithfully decadent ghosts that dwell in each, inside a glass case timeless, which continues to shine its light. (20.10.2013) Credits Bass – Leandro Cicchi Drums – Gianni Cicchi Guitar – Federico Fiumani Keyboards – Ernesto De Pascale Photography – Alessandro Salaorni, Stefano Sieni Vocals – Miro Sassolini