The Ice Wall
(La parete di
ghiaccio)
Introduction:
We have always trusted in the
communicative power of music, in the possibility of music to make the human minds more
sensible and expande their consciousness. The society of Consume & Competition has
recycled the laws of the jungle with the purpose to let the strong ones be always
victorious over the weak ones. This system has fooled and still fools many people, who are
not able to see the rough reality. Today the traditional medias bomb us with mostly banal
musical products, and the real good bands often remain completely unknown; they are forced
to act in the underground, literally working in the subterraneans of the world. The
destiny of these bands is to be permitted to diffuse their sound only through alternative
channels, channels hardly ever profitable in a commercial sense. Considering this, we have
been endeavored to release a product beyond all the common schemes. Apparently, the
musical contents of our songs may result of difficult receptivity, but, honestly, we are
sure to have expressed our points of view perfectly, fusing music and lyrics in a global
artistic representation in which the music isn't just a simple playback for the lead
voice, but is also used to complete the meaning of the lyrics. Naturally we don't dare to
say that we are the only holders of the Truth! (Does any truth exist?) Our music and our
lyrics are just the mirrored image of our cosmos. We understand that sometimes our vision
of the world can be convincing and sometimes it lets the audience unconcerned or -- in
extreme cases -- it can also hurt. Anyway, we hope that our message will reach your
hearts!
Signed:
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The songs
Track 1: Notte (Night)
Notte is a pure hymn to all the nights: endless nights when pain
and fear come over us to afflict our soul; nights of heroic acceptance of the own fate and
hate for the men who dupe themself through the triviality of everyday's life twaddling of
carreer and power; nights when a sweet love desire is darkened by the anguish of the
upcoming day. And finally nights to die, to die with the vivid knowledge to have left
nothing behind, except "the tears of an angel in chain".
Track 2: Assurda Danza (Mad
Dance)
Ispired by the Edgar Lee Master's Spoon River Anthology, Assurda
danza lets speak the deads who rest (or should
rest) under their scanty meter of wet soil. With sweetness and terror the deads recall
their life, everybody's life, that is a mad dance with no clear purpose but -- life, after
all. So we have the terrible and sweet Death on one side, that can be of great comfort.
And on the other side we have the Life, meaning the hope to stay on the Earth one more
day, amidst that absurd, mad dance.
Track 3: Incubo (Nightmare)
The silence comes down just a moment before you close your eyes, and it
comes carrying the usual loneliness. Just a moment later, your world goes upside down:
it's a nightmare, not too different from the nightmare that you know when you walk on the
streets. It's the everyday's nightmare, a tragical and absurd hallucination in which chaos
and nonsense are expressed by symbolical and occasionally metaphysical images.
Track 4: I calabroni del nulla
(The Hornets of Nothingness)
"It's the time of dying, you're nothing if you are heartless -
even if you do not win this war, you'll keep their seed inside yourself." The hornets
represent the great deceives which dry our mind up and blacken our heart. It happens a lot
of times: we are unable to talk to somebody and to gain a simple experience, just because
we are afraid that we could suffer again, that we could have another disillusion. We are
even unable to catch the intensity of a brief magical instant. We tremble when we think
that we must go out and fight with not the slightest chance to win the battle. In that
disastrous battle, the mind always tries to overwhelm the heart and injects some malefic
germs (bugs!) into it. At the end, the things that don't kill us make us weakier and more
anxious (not "stronger", as the legend says). And exactly this anxiety makes us
the slaves of Evil.
Track 5: La parete di ghiaccio
(The Ice Wall)
A falling leaf is the symbol of something gone bad, maybe something
irrevocable lost. The Ice Wall: a big and insurmountable obstacle. The leaf falls on the
frozen lake and you wish you could be a child again, for enjoying the little things of
life and forgetting all your dreadful and COLD problems. Then you find yourself among
other people and you clearly see that you are definitively different from them. You're
worried because you can't just understand the reason why. There is no way out of here,
your life seems to be meaningless. But then a warm wind blows all the reminiscences off
and a sunbeam digs into your heart wonderfully melting that big Ice Wall. The hopes are
hard to die: they will triumph -- at the end.
Track 6: Il fulmine e la magia
(The Lightning and the Magic)
The lightning, or flash, is the power. The magic is the human richness
-- that is the knowledge. Power and knowledge are given to a young hero by a magician who
is truly allied with the forces of the nature. The young man must search an amulet, which
symbolizes the meaning of life. The story of Il fulmine e la magia is set in a time
when honor was more worth than life and strong riders were always ready to fight (and die)
for some noble cause.
Track 7: Lo specchio (The
Mirror)
Lo specchio is the dream of a world turned round, where crimes
make no sense at all. It's the idea of a world behind a slab or pane of glass, where
"men were neither evil nor cruel". The evil inside us creates discriminations;
the wishing "to have", instead of "to be", bears crimes. Only an
upside down world (with other words: the world into a mirror) can stop this cruel
clockwork. But also mirrors have their foes... The death of a child can break up dozen of
them, "as a symbol of a life that will not turn back anymore". And when you come
back home at night and see that your looking-glass has broken up, you can just use the
glass fragments on your wrists, because "the sweet memories mildewed acid", get
mody. The final suicide mustn't be seen in its negative meaning. The death leads us behind
(or into) the mirror, to the desired world: a perfect reality that disregards concepts
like endlessness and eternity. There's no joy, no completeness, in our "normal"
world. All our aims are just illusions that help us to go on and make us shut our eyes in
front of all the tragedies: holocausts, wars, hunger, despair. Behind the mirror, in the
infinite dimension of the reality, "Good" and "Bad" can be
interchanged; everything turns round becoming "good". The suicide is therefore a
trespass in an upside down dimension, where "men are neither evil nor cruel".
Track 8: Padre Padrone (Father
Tyrant)
The song of our youth! A desperate song, and maybe a little banal in
its excessive rage. This song tells us of a lived pain, a pain that may appear ridiculous
to an adult person. The vain desire to be understood... But the private drama enlarge
itself then, and we understand that it's a song about the troubles of our society, about
the crimes committed by depraved persons who are incapable to hold moral values;
narrow-minded, superficial individuals. Everything depends on our childhood: "Father,
mother... you who never loved me, tell me, please, why have you generated me?..." Here,
here is the final product of your copulation: A MONSTER! A CRIMINAL! This is a clearly
audible message sent to all the severe and austere parents: teach your children well,
don't kill their dreams; and don't ever deny your love. |
The story