I Twig
Infection tornano davvero in pompa magna (vedi recensio
x il passato Home
is Female Tomorrow Singular), abbandonando gli già eccellenti
scleri
free jazz postrock, ma montando invece insieme 10 pezzi di ottima
forma canzone,
spesso imprevedibile quanto godibile, quasi creature sfuggite a casa KRS/Dischord
, in ottima produzione (quella di Cesare Basile). Suonano
nostalgici
e lirici, specie quando alla voce Francesco Cantone duetta con
qualche
ospite/angioletto, su ottimi arpeggi di chitarra oltre i violini (Residence
of the Queue Sited Stays? - Successful Sense of Failure). I've
never had any canties in my life è un pezzo che sto sentendo a
ripetizione,
veloce e appassionato, o l'intensa corsa di As If I Could Know,
che scivola
e cade nella dolcezza, per poi rialzarsi e correre drammatica nella
distorsione.
Insomma, ora i Twig
Infection
suonano melodiosi e seducenti, con l'arrangiativo incantato (come si
poteva
già saggiare su alcuni singoli in mp3 x la rete), - digressioni ad
occhi chiusi.
Ottima anche la grafica collage dell'artwork su digipack, insomma,
ecco un altro
gruppo di punta dell'indie insieme a Redworms'
Farm, Jennifer
Gentle,
- nella piena maturità e controllo del suono.
+++++++++++++++
Twig Infection are back, truly in their best form (see past review for Home is Female Tomorrow Singular), giving up with already excellent free-jazz postrock 'estro', and then performing together 1o new pieces of amazing song-form, often unforseeable as well as likeable, - sort of creature missing in KRS/Dischord home, with a very well cared production (Cesare Basile). Twig Infection sound nostalgical and lyrical, especially when Francesco Cantone, singing and playing guitar, duets with some female angel as guests, on very loveble guitar riffs and violins (Residence of the Queue Sited Stays? - Successful Sense of Failure). I've never had any canties in my life is a song i keep on listening to lots of times, quick and passionated, or the intense run of As If I Could Know, sliding and falling at ground, to rise up again stronger than before, to run once more drammatic on distortion effects. I mean, now Twig Infection play melodious as seducing, thanks to an enchanted songwriting (already suggested by some past mp3s on the net), a sort of dreaming digressions at eyes closed. Very nice digipack artwork, collage thing very well done, - so, in Italy there is one more band to be proud of, - actually in Their full mature age.
+++++++++++++++
Twig Infection are back, truly in their best form (see past review for Home is Female Tomorrow Singular), giving up with already excellent free-jazz postrock 'estro', and then performing together 1o new pieces of amazing song-form, often unforseeable as well as likeable, - sort of creature missing in KRS/Dischord home, with a very well cared production (Cesare Basile). Twig Infection sound nostalgical and lyrical, especially when Francesco Cantone, singing and playing guitar, duets with some female angel as guests, on very loveble guitar riffs and violins (Residence of the Queue Sited Stays? - Successful Sense of Failure). I've never had any canties in my life is a song i keep on listening to lots of times, quick and passionated, or the intense run of As If I Could Know, sliding and falling at ground, to rise up again stronger than before, to run once more drammatic on distortion effects. I mean, now Twig Infection play melodious as seducing, thanks to an enchanted songwriting (already suggested by some past mp3s on the net), a sort of dreaming digressions at eyes closed. Very nice digipack artwork, collage thing very well done, - so, in Italy there is one more band to be proud of, - actually in Their full mature age.
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