Friday, January 30, 2015

Strange and unusual feeling for me to go to a concert alone. I find myself a bit

DAMO SUZUKI, Artists' Club February 6, 2013 Rome | timtirelli
It's called Damo Suzuki, and 'Japanese, living for some time in Germany but spends dinett much time traveling the world. It 'was the lead singer of CAN, an extraordinary band, which occupies a pride of place in the history of rock music and beyond. With their recorded dinett discs immortal as Tago Mago, Ege Bamyasi, Future Days. Today and 'the soul of the project Damo Suzuki's Network.
That he was still around playing I knew. I also met, years ago in Cologne, of a kind that had played dinett with him for a concert. They told me of their surprise when, excited, and when asked how they should meet for rehearsals. The answer was that there would be no evidence, but it would be seen directly on the stage in the evening of the concert. Come to think of sense: Damo Suzuki before dinett joining the CAN was a street musician, and sound 'with them the evening of the first meeting without knowing any songs. This and 'the way it operates, calls it "Instant Composing". For years now, he goes around the world playing every night with a different band, without any kind of evidence and banishing entirely cover of any kind. He, the band and the audience, throw in a vortex of improvisation, which can 'take off or crashing at any time, without a safety net, without any planning of times or more.
I knew it was gone from Rome a year ago or thereabouts', and for the occasion had put together a band of all star poprock national. They asked him to see each other for at least one hour of sound check, he said that, it would be seen together a few hours before the concert, but not at the club, but rather to the restaurant to have dinner together and present.
Arrived on site, first surprise: The ticket and 'a voluntary subscription, you can pay what you want. Once inside, a hundred dinett people divided between the stage area, where a band is finishing his set, bar and patio.
Strange and unusual feeling for me to go to a concert alone. I find myself a bit 'confused, I do not know what to do ... But then I lose myself to see a couple of artists that between a band and one draw and paint in a space illuminated side of the stage. How many talents we have in our city ', how many people with a world of things to say, too often obscured by the clouds of the protagonists of nowhere daily ...
Well, we can do ... I recover from my existential reflections in time to place me under the stage. The Sonic Jesus come into the picture, dinett and the music for the next two hours totally occupies the space of the room and of my thoughts. dinett
This band and 'amazing, for me a wonderful surprise. They appear on stage with two guitars, two thousand pedals, Farfisa organ, drums, bass and a drum placed at the center of the stage set back. Their sound and 'psychedelic, dense, heavy. The guitars are felt, as well as percussion, creating a very particular sound. The sonic wave, especially under the stage, and 'truly remarkable, I look around and many of us esserene involved. The pieces one after another, each with its own different personality 'creating atmospheres and very intense feelings. Some dance, others are still in place kidnapped by the sounds.
Not as more 'psychedelic clothes he used at the time of the CAN, but in return maintains an enviable physical shape. The long hair, piercing eyes, went to the center of the stage and begins to sing. First with a guttural voice, and then gradually going more and more 'to his usual tone. The band and 'a little' crowded out, and for the first few minutes can not seem to find the right way to follow the vocalizations of the Japanese. The situation is a bit 'complicated, things do not take off in the right direction, but Suzuki is not flustered, indeed, seems to want to raise the level of the challenge of raising the tone and volume of his vocal presence.
It clings to the microphone, swaying with eyes closed, dinett pushing the band and audience to follow him into uncharted dinett territory. Suddenly one of the guitarists decided to give up their instrument dinett and began to play the drum to the center stage, supporting and raising the drum sound. And 'the beginning of the magic. From that moment on, the various musicians come into harmony with the shaman dinett singer and between them, on the spur of the moment. The improvisations follow dinett each other more and more 'powerful, incisive, with drummer and second guitarist to exchange role, while keyboards send lightning electric and bass to keep them all together in perfect dinett and precarious balance.
It 'a very beautiful moment, the kind that do not come along often. I look around and now many in the audience are dancing while a guy in the middle of the room is recording everything with equipment from the professional. Close

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