Neraneve - Neraneve
There are high altitude breaths among the sound beams of which the songs are composed, capable of making gravity a molecule full of wind. It happens in this debut EP by a band coming from Ciociaria, from the city of Frosinone always eager to carve out a slice of consideration. Five delicate intentions aimed at probing melancholy and sadness, removing from them the lead that is usually generously offered by precise musical genres. Instead, the three musicians/artists lean toward brightening it up by opting for shoegaze, interspersed with dreampop beats, for a result that is truly surprising.
The range of smells coming out of the compositions seems to come from different places, from a temporal range that includes the last three decades: great is the vibration they know how to place in every single episode, for a scrupulous and powerful fabric, worthy of being put in front of more lofty names. Bold, meticulous, with a great care for sound, everything flows, like a pleasant seizure of the soul, with the eyes looking at the void to fill it with the wake of these songs, twins of the moon's rays and cousins of the sun's. One passes between light and shadow lightly, piloting the mood towards understanding a sensory state filled with sensitivity.It is music that makes clear the absence of a lazy attitude because of the fantasy and rhythmic attitude that leads to a dreamy dance, intent on pausing on a cloud that oscillates between gray and yellow spots.
It all begins with Vento, an emotional probe that, through hinted electronics, opens the lungs in an embrace reminiscent of Slowdive’s Souvlaki, to deliver memories a foothold in the mantra that governs the entire piece. It overpowers the pain and arrives at an awareness of the choices to be made. Dreamy and vibrant, it is an assured smash hit, in which sadness smiles between these sublime seconds...
With Quasi niente the pace picks up, the guitars prove extremely capable of taking the melody and bringing the soft part of existence to the sides of a sombre play, but generous at the same time in giving the impression that one hears it all on the back of the clouds. Magliocchetti's voice is a talkative, genuine caress, with tears adopting joy, almost hidden (as is customary in shoegaze), but extremely gifted in knowing how to intrigue the auditory apparatus.
Atmosfera is a slow plunge, a letting loose of sweet sparkling tears, into the field where the reverberation grows in tone, dresses up, and descends into the valley. As curled up, on a sleet-filled day, it succeeds in a sweetest miracle: bringing an American attitude to the centre of the ciociara city, with shoegaze triumphing without needing to generate walls of chaos and distortion.
From the hieratic Grandine we receive a solemn embrace: we ascend to the Garden of the Gods in less than four minutes, but there is no doubt that, starting with the brief, oceanic introduction, we arrive well poised in the zone where drumming, vocals and guitars establish contact with the grandeur of a truly remarkable composition. Reading and London, as well as Boston and Chicago, look on enviously...Concluding this sampler of beauty is Ologramma, which, after the very first few seconds that seem to bring Visage to mind, mixes certain heavy attitudes of The Cure’s Disintegration with the more subtle ones of Churchhill Garden, to knock on the doors of a dreamlike trend that makes our breathing thin. Interweaving wandering, sensual guitars over a syncopated rhythm stick the need for a quick listen again, and another...
The guitars of Giacomo Tiberia and Marcello Iannotta are a gift from heaven: enchanting textures and sounds to visit and keep in the heart. A truly well-structured work, with the beauty of the feeling that we have discovered outliers: let the intelligence be given to embrace this trio...
Alex Dematteis
Musicshockworld
Salford
9th November 2023
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