copied from http://delrock.it/album/2010/giancarlo-onorato-sangue-bianco.php # comments review Flavio Bricchi in white blood Giancarlo Onorato (Lilium, 2010). As you will see got to do a little 'too. It 's a work that envelops you slowly, to listen and listen again possibly in bed or in the car in the rain ...
Beccatevi to begin this the illusion of salvation. And then go buy the CD. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sxt45v3TuDw
" white blood is the fifth solo album Giancarlo Onorato, former leader of the Underground Life. From time to all-round artist, writer , poet, painter and musician in this new work progresses on its project to merge into one experience all aspects of his multifaceted personality. The texts in fact, light years away from worn-out formula verse, chorus, verse, permeate an encrypted lyricism that melts like snow in the sun in the music, or rather images depicting visions of his particular universe within.
It 's a bold course which, starting from the avenues of music copyright the Italian prisoner is not the word, but while enhancing its evocative power can do as the inspired poet, investment of energy in the musical composition. This is manifested in elegant arrangements and choice of good musicians grappling with violins, cello, harmonium, mellotron and hurdy to cajole the frankness of guitars, bass and drums. Listens to white blood, it remains suspended in space without form, where the sung poetry depicts places where they seem to temporarily halt the dualities of opposites and to their carnality nell'arresa you come to discover the intimate sacredness. The pieces are mostly built on the arrangements for piano, around which the various instruments inlay in turn, inspired by the voice of honor or female choirs, which mantenegono a general mood of peaceful serenity. The only piece
"discordant" The pace of the dead Carnival, adaptation of the poetry of Anna Lamberti-Bocconi, remember that voice filtered with a vintage Tom Waits (Bone Machine ) if had recorded a song during a Mardi Gras in New Orleans, is still one of the most successful parts of the album. Equally beautiful else lied , the illusion of salvation and your come. Although sung in Italian and away from formulas or new-wave rock of the early years long gone, this work is still closer to international authors (a bit of Leonard Cohen, a handful of David Sylvian and Robert Wyatt shackerato a spray with a sensitivity of Onorato) than our traditional songwriting. Does anyone know yet daring, fortunately. "
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