Paolo Cantù e Xabier Iriondo one more time together for a second chapter following s/t release of 2005 (read past komareview ), - coming from previous series of free-jazz voltage to a new album somewhat tantric and stoned, untypical altough with kraut explosions (let me cite Kroko): i mean, it's the suicidal well-known sound of Wallace rec - that one wisely well-grounded in its sinister slants - perfect for a quarantine room. Federico Ciappini (formerly from Six Minute War Madness) evil whispers over a couple of tracks while on the album cover two sicilian puppets are into a fight, in the middle of a subliminal nationalistic satire, - in the meanwhile Cantù and Iriondo are able to take-out sound of everything They touch - or experience the self-hypnosis through the bright acoustic Wir Sind Ein Opernbau - as well over Lost R 16 pm - else travelling along the excellent broken jazz Dentro al Muro enriched with the winds. I'd be very curious to see Them performing live, - altough of course i'd need to sit and drink something, even a cup of steaming tea.
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.o2. Asilo (Cappabianca)
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