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Capputtini 'i Lignu

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(11tx CD, 37'35'' - Jeetkune rec 2010)

 | pall youhideme
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Debut full-lenght record for Capputtini 'i Lignu, french/italian Rome-based two-piece garage Band, dirty country/western punks recording with no more than 2 microphones, - so I guess, - satured boy/girl vocals, rancid rural guitar riffs, the two share a brilliant addiction for dissonant bluesy lo-fi tunes.
Once I saw live Cheb Samir successfully playing drums with one leg in plaster, - something you can't easily forget. And I recognized here that talent of his, in this album he plays at the same time drums (actually kick, hi-hat and tambourine) and guitar, and he also sings (howls) along with his mate Cristina, guitarist and singer as well.
The album's tracklist runs wild like coordinating the directions given by early Boss Hog, The Black Lips and Velvet Underground, maybe it's just by sheer coincidence, anyway U R Like An Ocean To Me is the sedated final ballad facing a pile of screeching faster tracks, like the combative ultra-mono Bite In The Neck Blues, the fuzzed-up Wang-Dang People (Cristina's raucous voice sounds like Margaret Doll Rod to me), or also American Dance, - this piece sounds like a post-punk song turnt straight primitive rock'n'roll.
A good fiery album able to make people dance, drink like fools and make our two tour the world with a minimal backline.
As Someone once wrote, Bo Diddley Is Jesus: Capputtini 'i Lignu are religiously desecrating this dogma, honouring the drunken agreement of rock'n'roll, like on the b/w picture on the back of the CD's booklet.

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Album di debutto per i Capputtini 'i Lignu, italo-francesi di base a Roma, duo garage band di (in)sano punk di registro country/western, immortalati qui con non più di due microfoni, credo: cantato lui/lei saturo, riff di chitarra rancidi e campagnoli, i due condividono una brillante assuefazione per melodie dissonanti e lo-fi blues.
Una volta ho visto dal vivo Cheb Samir suonare - con successo - la batteria e aveva una gamba ingessata: - qualcosa che non riesco a dimenticare. E riconosco in questo disco lo stesso talento: qui lui suona le percussioni (per la precisione, pedale, charleston e tambourine) e al contempo la chitarra, nonchè canta (ulula) insieme alla compagna Cristina, chitarrista anche lei.
La scaletta corre selvaggia come a coordinare le direzioni date dai primi Boss Hog, The Black Lips e Velvet Underground, ma magari sono solo coincidenze, dove U R Like An Ocean To Me è la sedata ballata finale che deve far fronte ad una pila di stridenti tracce, come la battagliera ultra-mono Bite in the Neck Blues, la fuzz-osa Wang-Dang People (la voce rauca di Cristina mi ricorda molto Margaret Doll Rod), o anche American Dance, - un pezzo che odora di post-punk e poi convertito a del dritto rock'n'roll primitivo.
Un album fiammeggiante per far ballare la gente, farla bere anche, tanto, e far andare invece i nostri due in giro per il mondo con una backline di minimo ingombro.
Come Qualcuno una volta scrisse, Bo Diddley Is Jesus: i Capputtini 'i Lignu si attengono religiosamente a dissacrarne il senso, onorando l'accordo alcolico del rock'n'roll, come figurato sulla foto in bianco e nero che ritrae Cheb e Cri sul retro del booklet del CD.

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