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Make yourself a favour. Just in case you did it not yet. Play this. 


I bought this amazing, stunning, unforgettable record in 1998. The US release. Shame on me, I was so late with it, since its first UK release dates 1993. 
Actually, after the first song, the first listen, I was so ashamed of myself I did not know about Slowdive, before that. This was so 'missing' to my teenage years. 
This record turns now 25 years old. And it is 20 years I still love its company, it sounds so beautifully perfect, still today. That should means something.
Thanks for being you, Slowdive.

Two brothers. Damn young ones. Edoardo and Sebastiano  Omezzolli, 19 yrs and 16 yrs - repeat this after me, sixteen. S I X T E E N. 
Fukc. How dare you making such so good music at sixteen? 
Said that. Third record, oh my. From northern Italy, Arco.
Under the key of being and playing always genuine, never caressing that easy boundary of slavish or snooty hyper-technicism arrogance, common to loads of bands of the same age, embarrassingly trying to ride the current hype and related mannerism, Omezzolli brothers feed their 16 (again) titles with brilliant as nervous post-punk shots - catchy shots, actually, from 41 secs up to less than 3 minutes, - except done for the final track - Never Wanna Go (4'27'').  
Male vocals, frenzy electric guitars and propelled percussions. Horsepowered. Frantic, splintered, jumping left and right. Another Clan, Weak Suctions, as well as Permanent Hole brought my mind back to londoner Twisted Charm' , although we have here a different indie vs pop punk attitude. Belly's obsessive pace is pure adrenaline. Also, listen to the rapturous acceleration of Flower. Again, that brilliant. This (fucking) young Band marks a real difference over the national panorama. Hopefully someone is going to buy them a ticket to get away soon.
Although, IMHO there is not a 'hit single' piece - still -, Horrible Snack represents a full breath of oxygen. I wonder what might happen with a bigger production. Full respect. Now go and play this record.

Released on Feb 4th 2018: electric guitar, raspy sound and vocals, plus kick drum and tambourine over a hi-hat, - all in the key of one-man band - Tony Malaria, - that is Antonio Scafidi, writer and mastermind of European booking and tour management agency Doppiozero, and originally from Sant'Agata (ME), Sicily, Italy, and now homebased in Berlin, Germany. 
"No mastering, no problem", just as specified over the credits notes, - no studio trickery, - a triplet of chords diluted in a challenge of 13 songs, - his naive, let's say, purist, approach to the one-thing formula is direct and often heartfelt, as closest as possible to a live experience. A swing of bitterness and stripped-down DIY necessaire. 
Israel takes a different musical path of intimacy with the listener, as well as Debating in the kitchen and final track Darling. Said that, the whole tracklist is restless immediacy, hopeless and often groovy, - something that makes of Number Thirteen, a casual as good company.