By Christopher Nosnibor
It’s so easy to become mired in genres and to stick with what you know, with what you’re confident you’ll like. Broadly speaking, it gets harder with age. Regardless of when they were born, people get locked into the idea that the music of their youth was the best and that anything produced after a certain point in their life – often corresponding with the point at which they become immersed in the world of work, or parenting.
The youth aren’t interested for the most part in straying too far from the pack; even the ‘alternative’ ‘rebels’ flock with their mates to whatever subculture’s all the rage at any given time. Life’s cruel; rejecting mainstream culture is one thing, but rejecting everything to pursue your own explorations is an extremely lonely place to go in those fragile teenage years.
It’s a pity, because on the fringes and underground it’s where it’s at, and Il Sogno del Marinaio are right there, way, way down in subterranean caverns and so far on the fringes they’re outta sight. This, of course, is a good thing.
‘Animal Farm Tango’ is a weird, space-age spaghetti-prog miniature epic that doesn’t sit anywhere in the genre spectrum. It’s not overtly experimental, but it’s far from straight-ahead rock either.
A sparse bass groove and busy percussion counter the laid-back vocals and a jangling guitar on ‘Mountain Top.’ Actually, it sounds like two sons being played simultaneously and while mellow, isn’t exactly easy on the ear or the brain. But then, who wants their music cozy, packaged and accessible all the time?
The fractured discord of ‘il Sogno del Fienile’ is some kind of warped punk-jazz configuration, a twisted hybrid that actually works, with bursts of energy splitting the delicate doodles before an invisible segue into the ominous brooding post-rock of ‘Auslander.’ The instrumental ‘Sailor Blues’ is a jaunty and energetic noodlesome work propelled by some robust percussion and fluid bass action.
What are Il Sogno del Marinaio about? Lyrically, I haven’t a clue, but that isn’t important. This is about the language of sound, the creation and evocation of atmosphere, and going somewhere different in your mind. Enjoy the ride.
Canto Secondo is released by Clenched Wrench