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October 16, 2009 - Friday
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Nati
dalle ceneri dei Polimnia, gli Illune sono una band campana di buona
esperienza che gode al momento di un importante vena creativa
considerando la pubblicazione di questo elaborato promo dopo soli tre
anni di attività. Il quintetto tricolore è reduce da interessanti
esperienze live che hanno portato i nostri a suonare persino al Metal
Camp sloveno nel corso dell’estate corrente ed ora sono in attesa di
qualche offerta discografica per la pubblicazione di un eventuale
full-leight. “Moonless” è un demo di soli quattro pezzi, molto
articolato incentrato su sonorità progressive metal con canzoni che
esulano in maniera chiara dalla tradizionale forma
strofa-bridge-ritornello per lasciarsi andare alla sperimentazione più
pura senza troppi calcoli. Il sound creato dagli Illune appare sin
dalle prime note piuttosto personale raccogliendo influenze dai mostri
sacri del prog, ma anche da band più schizzate come i Faith No More
fino a toccare frangenti electro e divagazioni jazz. Le tastiere
suonate da Giuseppe Sarno sono uno degli elementi portanti
nell’economia del suono con una varietà di soluzioni ammirevole,
assecondata da una sezione ritmica a dir poco vivace. Le chitarre di
Mario Zeoli offrono un riffing graffiante ed incisivo senza strafare,
mentre dal punto di vista vocale Danilo Romano, mostra un estensione ed
una padronanza tecnica di grande spessore, denunciando forse qualche
limite nella stesura delle linee vocali che appaiono per lo più
autoreferenziali. Apprezziamo il dinamismo dell’opener “Clone” e la
successiva “Lies To Avoid” che in alcuni tratti ricorda i Pain Of
Salvation pazzi di “Entropia”, mentre la titletrack strumentale tra
pregevoli aperture sinfoniche e sprazzi elettronici si concede qualche
gelido passaggio prog di troppo. Gli Illune dimostrano un’ottima
preparazione tecnica condita da personalità, dal punto di vista del
songwriting tuttavia esistono ampi margini di miglioramento soprattutto
nella scorrevolezza delle canzoni
Tracklist:
1. Clone 2. Lies To Avoid 3. Moonless 4. Killed Inside
recensione di Teospire
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Line- up
Giuseppe Sarno – Keyboards & Synth
Danilo Romano – Experimental Voice
Stefano Troisi – Bass & Highway
Mario Zeoli – Guitars
Lamberto Giuliano - Drums
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September 9, 2009 - Wednesday
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August 28, 2009 - Friday
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September 24, 2008 - Wednesday
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.. IF YOU WANT TO CONTACT US FOR REVIEWS, INTERVIEWS OR SOMETHING ELSE FEEL FREE TO WRITE AT
illuneband@hotmail.it
or
rospogrigio@hotmail.it lambertogiuliano@hotmail.it southerncrow@live.it padreloureiro@libero.it
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September 18, 2008 - Thursday
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Clone Real dream of a magic that doesn't go away no more, that's what we are The life that you'll want, a clone's winter that comes, a wait that will not return Every personality disappears
Can you feel your soul screaming? You're everybody's clone Cashmere you'll be, cover the world so we'll be identic
Distant clones but in symbiosis, we're vain like dawn and sunset We look for each other wondering that the rest will be corroded and will go away Searching for the perfection in a replying life Can your feel your image screaming in your soul? On the face features not yours dance You're the immovable victim of a superfluous conscience Liquid is the nature's clone, the necessities aren't emotions but only dry appereances.
Killed Inside
That's not my moment, but only a white clinic... white like heroin... That's not my moment, but only a white clinic... white like heroin... That's not my moment, but only a white clinic... white like heroin...In this world no drugs can save you Pure illusions don't find air, you live in a perfect world, And you have no sens for it, so run away You feel your body unarmed and so you drag yourself. Tired and overwhelmed, for something that it's not lasted
No regrets, they nourish themselves only with hypothesis No hopes, it's like a bird with no wings and no nest
One thousand mothers are not enough, your alienating state is stronger And you don't make other that dream a christian suicide because all it's Over and it will end
No regrets, they nourish themselves only with hypothesis No hopes, it's like a bird with no wings and no nest No regrets, it's like dying inside No hopes, it's like a birds with no wing and no nest It's not recovered, killed inside
No regrets, they nourish themselves only with hypothesis No hopes, it's like a bird with no wings and no nest
That's not my moment, but only a white clinic... white like heroin...Lies To AvoidLies to avoid, made of schemes already preset... There's who would fly until the sun, but like Icaro, His wings soon are not more than feathers in a drawer. Lies to avoid, made of schemes already preset...
Yes, we are all there to be what we don't wont We are not more than microbes of a drop in a world more big than us Lies to avoid...
Dreams to complete, like a crossing between the furrows... You want finish this obscene commedy. Dreams to complete, like a crossing between the furrows...
Yes, you are my brother You are my dream Already you are my lies
Yes, we are all there to be what we don't wont We are not more than microbes of a drop in a world more big than us Like a crossing between the furrows...
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