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COMPULSIVE SEEKING

The myth of the “elsewhere” or exoticism is the fascination of the distant which comes mainly from the desire of escaping society and its materialistic obsession for consumism and economic wealth. Generally art relies on the fact that there will always be a place in the world, a refuge, a shelter where those who are not attracted by this frenetic way of living can seek their own comfort. Primitivism affirms that people of a primitive society have a stronger ethical and moral value in a sort of idealistic way, which is enough for me to dig deeper into myself and come up with a sort of metaphorical road map, with interesting places that my mind wants to visit while the whole world keeps spinning in the same direction.

Santiago Nasar (Crónica de una muerte anunciada, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1981) was victim of the unavoidable human destiny, especially in relation with the limited time we human can experience on the planet, time that should be considered as our only wealth and that should be spent mostly to enrich our own life experience. Socrate said that “unexamined life is not worth living”, therefore comes the necessity to build our own world, an alternative environment where people can find shelter, a sort of therapeutic heaven made of things, shapes and colors that are the opposite of our everyday experience.

Calle Nicaragua as the gravitational center of Malcolm Lowry's journey Into the Volcano is the place where the author constantly faces death in his altered perception, the uncomfort zone that every travel needs once he ventures in the outside world. There are 12 tracks on this album. The fascination around the number as the hours in the day, the month in the year and the chapters in the book comes from Lowry as a sort of aspiration towards a more spiritual centric life. The length of the album also takes into consideration an old concept of making music, dividing the whole production into two sides (A/B) of the same duration, roughly 20 minutes each, in order to fit on a physical format.

Iquitos is a tribute to the brave old man who decides to pursue his desire and be expressive, disregarding the limits that his aging body imposes him. Art in this case is something glorious, utopistic, full of danger and probably unachievable, like building an opera house in the middle of the jungle.

Anatolia is divided in two. It is the connection between the west and the east, between Europe and the people of the steppe. It can be sunny and snowy at the same time because of its vastness, like the switch between two worlds.

Okinawa despite being famous for its long living inhabitants and for its sandy beaches, was also famous for a battle where the east and west clashed once again in history, in one of the most cruel battles of the whole Pacific ocean. The melancholic guitar riff of the song refers to the peace of mind that was found once the battle was over and the memories that inevitably bring the listener back to those days.

Then going along this rocky trail comes love. Love can be found in many different living beings, places, situations or other humans. Love in this case (Don’t take the flowers) is connected to sacrifice, to the choice of going in a certain direction, to leave things behind in the illusion that at the point of return, everything will be left as it was before. The title comes from a sign that I found on a tombstone in Mexico, where visitors were kindly asked "not to take the flowers" in a sort of compassionate ultimate wish coming from the relatives of the deceased.

Acapulco describes something that has been through a change in a nostalgic way. According to locals it was one of the places that those who were in Mexico back in the days shouldn’t have missed, due to its position on the ocean and to the fact that the city was going through its golden era. Nowadays things have changed and Acapulco doesn’t seem to be much of the place it was anymore and it has become more a place to avoid than one to visit.

This is also the first song in the album with lyrics and it is also the first song I record in my native language. The song is dedicated to those who made it possible and are not here anymore but will always be part of it. The song also refers to the communication between distant worlds, where only the brightness of the colors (Gauguin and the exotic) and the loudness of the sounds can be perceived in the same way.

Compulsive Seeking is mostly an instrumental album. It is conceived to be heard while moving from place to place. The eternal movement from A to B is a topic that I already talked about in my previous work (Planets) and that will be always part of my production.

  • Subsahara
  • Santiago
  • Cali
  • El Paso
  • Calle Nicaragua
  • Acapulco
  • Anatolia
  • Okinawa
  • Play me Corcovado
  • Iquitos (mach was du willst und sag mir nichts)
  • Don't take the Flowers
  • Back from the Beginning
Acapulco una voce che mi chiama
per chiedermi come sto
gli dico dei soldi che non ho.
Ho saputo che qualcosa é cambiato
che tal tizio é partito
é partito e mai piú ritornerá.
Se la ride vedendomi Acapulco
coi Mariachi in camicia di fiori
lo intrattengo
con tutti quei colori
con tutti i fusi orari
cancello le distanze.
Acapulco con le vecchie sedute
disinteressate
qualcuna ha giá il nipote nella mala.
Acapulco e quell'acqua chiara
fin troppo chiara
intrisa nella scorza di limone.
Ripenso vedendomi Acapulco
a qualche campo spento
ai semi che altri
senza alcun lamento
con devota convinzione
ciclico movimento
hanno seminato.
E allora faccio le foto
cercando di espiare
la colpa per la voglia di partire.
La voglia che ho di lasciare
per qualche motivo
con tanta noncuranza
tutto quello che ho
per sentirmi vivo.
How can I keep you away from the piano?
flickering voices
looking for us
we ordered a double scotch on the rocks
I wanna be
your Humphrey Bogart.
How can I keep you away from the others?
you are the smartest
kind of artist.
Play me Corcovado
while I get shot.
Schreib mir einfach so
etwas dass ich noch nicht hab gehort
lass unsere spielplatten wieder laufen.
Hast du schon bemerkt
dass der fruhling hab ich nicht erkennt?
aber manchmal muss man sich ablenken lassen.
Sag mir was du willst
ich glaube alles
was aus dem mund kommt
was die ohren akzeptieren konnen.
Mach was du willst
und sag mir nichts
das ende ist plotzlich angekommen
ich kann die blauen augen auf mir spuren.
When you go alone
in the empty space
in the endless afternoons
where what is yours
is mine too.
Don't stop dreaming
don't steal the flowers
your inconclusive projects
are concluded with me.
Of people half met
of histories not over yet.
1,2,3 come with me
cause I can take you were
I want to
the most catchy song
you ever heard
but at the same time
I like it too
Despite all the roads
left behind
despite all of those
endless sights
we still come back here
because you know
like all animals
we come back to.
Some random places
where we fell
most beloved
or maybe it is our mind
that decides
between those places
which one we like
between those faces.
I have to say
I have no regrets
despite all the time that I spend talking to myself
the loss gets bigger
day after day
and the addiction
won't go away.
So come with me
one last time
and after that
I'll make you mine
I promise
or make me yours
as you prefer
cause all the words
are out there.

FOR THE TIME BEING

For the Time Being is a work about the concept of time and presence, about having a strong connection with the times we are living without looking back or looking forward, about being there now and feeling a sort of eternal dissatisfaction that leads to a prediction of the future that won’t be as bright as the present. The work also tries to look elsewhere in order to escape this prediction, taking the mind in a place far away from the ordinary where time can be stopped.

The Indian Summer is about the playground where I grew up and the state it finds itself nowadays. The water pouring from the sky affects all the local users, all the “drunken kids” that symbolize the times we are living. The element of water is a constant of the album. In Like the Sand, oh the Quicksand it becomes a “vast entity” that “takes over everything”, predicting a sort of a future “Waterworld”.

As in most of my works, there is always a reference to a counterpart, a different unidentified figure, sometimes physically present and sometimes not, that helps the author to go through life in a more harmonic way, keeping him away from the weight of human living, despite the fact of being often strongly criticized and diminished morally and physically (the Lacanican “Non sens du rapport sexuel”, Planets).

The same blue talks about the eternal dissatisfaction of having everything and nothing at the same time, living a self-focused life that leaves a lot of emptiness despite the freedom and independence that it gives.

The album is also centered on the idea of the body as an instrument of protest and pleasure at the same time. La Revolución desde tu Cuerpo somehow justifies the use of it as a sort of violent way of protesting “dulce razón para hacer muertos”, a body that can be exposed, transformed and vilified in a kafkian way as in You can find me in the Air inspired by The Metamorphosis.

  • Where do we go from Here
  • The Indian Summer
  • Planets
  • Guanabana Guajira Hat
  • Fez
  • La Grande Place
  • Nariz y Boca
  • Mac Guffin
  • The Same Blue
  • Like the Sand, oh the Quicksand
  • La Revolucion desde tu Cuerpo
  • You can find me in the Air
The playground where I grew up
The swing where I was conceived
since the hurricane has come
does not exist anymore.
It is full of drunken kids
the indian summer has left no trace
they need to drown in their sorrow
they need to find an answer before tomorrow.
And I would give a week of my life
if the indian summer can borrow me a wife
I do not care if she lies or not
the indian summer can promise me a lot.
I knew it was gonna happen
cause she promised me the rain
she was gonna wash out
all these drunken kids in pain
I follow a voice
that leads to nowhere
toward a pale sun
I am there.
She is a poet
and so am I
from the planet A
till the planet B
we ride.
Freedom of speech
freedom of being
freedom as a choice
a choice to survive.
You will end up living alone
and so will I.
Blinded by the sun
I grow my desire
Pouring petrol on fire
I will take what I want
because it is all mine.
I am a sailor
and so is She
from the page 1
till the page 101
we write.
Freedom of being
being what you are not.
I will end up being alone
and so will you.
Blinded by the pale sun
I grow my desire
Pouring petrol on fire
I am the monster
I am a specimen.
Canto por mi Guajira
canto mirando el campo
si el huracán se acerca
los perros llaman tormenta.
Que me quites el sombrero por favor
te lo pido sin mirarte el los ojos
sírveme un ron con hielo
que me haces feliz con poco.
Quitame el sombrero por favor
que te quiero mirar en los ojos
sírveme un ron con hielo
que te hago feliz con poco.
When you draw my profile
leave a space between the eyes
carve me on wood like a king.
Play without the queen
this is a matter of trust
illegal shelter unsafe.
You should go with the flow
try not to follow the road.
Darkest places, are not safer.
Then you look at me and you say:
“The only space that remains
it is in our mind” and I look outside
“This mystic place that one day
we will own” when you draw my profile
please do not forget the mouth
so I can keep with the breath properly.
No hay regreso no hay despedida
No hay ninguna salida.
Pareces ser un tipo de los ’60
Un guitarrista que escribe
Un escritor que canta
Con este apellido
hay mas que uno
Con este apellido
hay mas que uno
Que lo mato la mafia americana
los rusos los periodistas
Que siguen diciendo che es vivo
Este tipo quizás, es un subversivo
To the greatest incomparable
and miserable inexplicable
you stand alone at the end of the journey
the eternal living makes you horny.
And you have nothing to declare
you do not have nothing to do with this story
it is not the right time yet
we haven’t figure it out.
Only a matter on non-sense stories
Only a matter on non-sense stories.
The only star left that shines
that’s why I am stuck on the same loop
the colour that I couldn’t find
it is bouncing in my head
it is shaking in my bed
the silence only tells the truth
I am sitting here with the same blue.
I given up to all my plans
in order to choose between prose or verse
between english or french
between movement or rest.
I have found the right rock
away from the lighthouse.
This twirl that dig down in the sea
I thought that you only drink tea.
I can’t take
the promises
I made you back
cause I can pretend
to be a brave man
another one who crossed your path
the staircase to
The deepest blue
except that I
I didn’t make it through
I didn’t jump
On the right cab
on the A train
the only star that shines
it only passed one time.
We’re all humans
We’re all greed
we are all want
the same thing.
Like the sand
oh the quicksand
like the glow
of the great unknown.
The vastness of the oceans
the water takes over everything
ice turns into water
and swallow the land under my feet.
The vastness of the oceans
the water takes over everything
are you also feeling warmer
or maybe I am only getting ill?
Un camino sin sentido
que no pierdas la calma
sin te quedaras sin agua
antes llegar a las palmas.
Que no tengas miedo
Cuando enfrentas tu alma
Ni si pierdas el oído
cuando encuentras las palmas.
We’re all humans
We’re all greed
we are all want
the same thing
like the sand
oh the quicksand
like the sand
oh the quicksand.
La revolución desde tu cuerpo
dulce razón
para hacer muertos
si no sientes dolor
si estas contento
no estas luchando
por el sentimiento
Es la revolución desde tu cuerpo
el unica arma
que te nace pa dentro
y si la sacas
te dará arrepentimiento.
es la mariposa
que se entrega al viento.
Es la revolución
desde tu cuerpo
desde tu cuerpo
desde tu cuerpo
desde tu cuerpo.
I thought you were familiar
with cockroaches and other insects
since once you said you lived
where most of humans haven’t their feet.
I thought you were someone with real intentions
the countless nights we spent
feeding me and my disability.
I focus all my efforts now
in bringing you down
in making you understand
that my life is not a weekend.
And if I can’t accomplish any more than that
I’ll be the first to disappear
and leave you with your insect fear.
I thought you were the key to the success
I thought you were the word I couldn’t say
but since I’ll leave my body there.
You can find me now
you can find me in the air
you can find me now
you can find me in the air.

A SHAPELESS FIGURE

A Shapeless Figure is my first work and it is mostly developed around the concept of absence in a very material way, in terms of living an existence without a vital counterpart, someone who can show you who you are by reflecting the image of yourself, showing you all the dots that are not connected, brightening the darkest part of you and giving a certain lightness that is fundamental in everyday life.

The Dreamcatcher approaches this concept describing a life of a person who missed her ride to happiness, who made up a choice too late and now she is stuck with a daily dull ordinary life (“I will draw/a picture in black and white/of you trying to catch the life/you have never had”).

A Shapeless Figure #5 shows the same situation from a self-destroying perspective. The break up has affected the main character at the point of seeing the self vanishing anyway, perishing under insecurity and lack of stability.

Certain things once they happen can not be taken back. It is the case in Shoot the Piano player where the author clearly tries to tell the other people to move on, to keep going because what is left will not come back.

Also in A Coincidence the theme is the same: two people who used to live together and share happy moments, casually meet in the street after a long time having not seen each other. The author decides to bypass his former partner without saying hello, because what is left can not be taken back “You have just passed me by/by why should I smile/you have never been so far/I have never been so close to the point”.

  • The Dreamcatcher
  • Still Here
  • Springtime Destroys
  • Roulette
  • Ocean
  • A Shapeless Figure #1
  • Shoot the Piano Player
  • A Shapeless Figure #5
  • Your Distance is a Road to Run
  • A Coincidence
It is too late to love me now
sometimes I tend to rearrange
all the furnitures
mostly because I need
a reset
button.
The city view from the top
looks like a huge cemetery
Nodoby has a real name
around here.
I will draw
a picture in black and white
of you
trying to catch the life
you have never had.
The dreamcatcher
swings
on top of beds
of people
who never had
Love.
Hello, it's me
the park where you grew up
The bench you carved
the old couple
passed away
might have been some years ago or the other day.
Hello, it's me
the sky you never left me by
I am grey, cause I
carry the weight of the years.
Hello, it's me
the road you run
you treat me like a whore
but I'm still here
And I get bigger
if you do not
do not turn back.
Hello, we are
the goddamn places
where you use to work
our walls smells like
all the hours that you threw away
might have been some years ago or today.
What I will be
You tell me
Since I can’t choose
Since I can’t be.
I could not care
so less
you are charming when
you hide
from the sun
that threads you like
a new syndrome.
Leaves a tattoo
that you do not want
a permanent mark
an innocent scar
a sudden shock.
What I will be
I tell you
Since I can chew
Since I can be.
This life is hard
for everyone
I have never had
so much fun.
I am filling my room of corpses
in a slow friday afternoon
listen to say they say
thinking about what they have done
that is what I still have to do
while the sun is on the third floor.
Normally here borns the first cold
and the seasons start to die
sometimes it is good it feels different
otherwise just find a better place to play.
Silently silently or noisily
A succession of black and red
I need a number to start
scared of misundertand myself
Read and repeat it slowly
cause it is the last one for a longtime
In the meanwhile I just keep learning
Try not to make the same mistake twice.
Show me show me what it is mine
before lose you I will get satisfied
I have to destroy our time
if I want to say goodbye
or if I want to save the night.
I take all the blame
it was always my fault
if I am not dressed
like a princess
But what should I get?
what should I get?
You are raining like a waterfall
and I drown in your eyes
You shine
and I drown while you cry.
I do not remember when
we passed the deadline
I have not seen the sunlight
in years.
I have not seen your face
today has been an year
your face
my faith
my disgrace.
Shoot the piano player
leave all your worries behind
sometimes to go forward
you need to go back first
Do believe in stereotypes
but do not believe in destiny
I am not destiny
I am a coincidence
one out of a milion.
I am not a cause
I am a consequence
like photos
like friendships
things
become valuable
with the time
Oh No! Oh God!
It happened again
I stumble and fall
I know It happened again.
We need to go
The ground is crumbling underneath
our feet this love
this love does not let us the time
to breathe.
Sew me up
Keep track
of the time
of the years
of the people
who surround me.
My Glossophobia will win
I will never be able to spell it out
I know what I mean
but...
oh...
oh...
Wave your way goodbye
my shoes are walking away from me
And now that my glasses fall over
and now that finally I can see.
This shot
was the greatest one
I stole
a picture of you
while you were
staring into space
so much grace.
And I know
that is hard to keep up
with the reality
and I know that
all of this
it is just
self defence.
You shrug
and I smile
you frown
and I laugh
your distance
is a road
to run.
It is hard
to fill up all this space
so much grace.
Time
I need time
to find
my way.
Dear isolation
you are the key
to success
the road you take
it is not the one you choose.
You have just passed my by
but why
should I smile
you have never been so far
I have never been so close
to the point.

IT'S ALL A BIG NOTHING

It's all a big nothing is my first EP containing tracks regarding fragility, absence, anxiety, love, passion, desire and other topics mostly regarding relations between two human beings.

  • Walking on a Wire
  • A Midsummer Night
  • It's All a Big Nothing
  • No Country for Old Lovers
  • Talk About the Weather
The moment when they told you are special
is that when you realise you are not
it works the same for everyone
but I was there
to make you feel
the one.
I'll die like a rockstar
because I don’t know
other ways to die.
If I keep turning the page
I will finish the book
before you come.
We are walking on a wire
that is about to bend
we know that somehow/sometime
it was gonna come
the word
the end.
I'll die like a rockstar
because I don’t know
other ways to die.
I'll die like a rockstar
because I don’t know
other ways to die.
We'll die like the rockstars
because we don’t know
other ways to die.

We shared our women
we shared our shores
there was no other way
to reproduce.
Time had no shape
no weight, no mass
sometimes I talk to the clothes you dress.
I talk to the chair
you used to sit-on
because I was never able
to win your soul.
Another fruitless winter
the flow of time
the worst was gonna happen
we did not know why.
Helena came in rhymes
Helena came on time
Helena came alone
I owe you a child.
Before she came we had to pretend
before the summer was going to an end
pretend to find a way out of the wood
pretend to reach Athens as soon as we could.
It is a privilege
not to see you more
I will no longer bring
the moonlight to your floor.
Now I can put a lion
among your delicate angsts
now I can set a scandal
on your sex.
But then she came
and we could not pretend
suddenly the summer went to an end
pretend to find a way out of the wood
pretend to reach Athens as soon as we…
And when she came
I could not resist
I could not find a way
through all the mist.
And when she came
I could not resist
I could not find a way
through all the mist.
Is it the way is gonna end?
Music was another story
when you began
cause music was your life
cause music was your soul
cause music was your charm.
You never say "never"
but you have already
said "never" twice.
It's all a big nothing dude
we have been told
it's all a big nothing boy
and now we begin to grow.
Because with your last song
you have lost your smile
because with your last song
you have lost your touch
because with your last song
you have lost your charm.
It's all a big nothing dude
we have been told
it's all a big nothing boy
and now we begin to grow
and now we begin to grow
it's time we begin to grow.
They keep digging in hope to find
despite the water despite
to reach the real state of things
and find out there is no means
to an end
to an end.
And all the ideas they have got in their heads
despite the love and the death
a place where they will rest in peace
because all good things come
to an end
to an end
to an end
to an end.
They believed in Santa
they believed in God
they used to fight
for human rights.
Don't say anything if there is
anything to say
let me enjoy
the end
the end
the end.
I want to see you every
goddamn morning waking up
I want to hear the
whistleblower from my coffee cup
I want to turn my back and
see you on the other side
I want to make sure you have nothing to fear
and nothing to hide.
We spent our time talking about the unemployment rate
about the reason why behind every closed door
there is an open gate.
I want to talk about weather
I want to talk about...
I want to know the reason why
it keeps raining heavily
while we are signing on a bench
our contract to eternity.
I want to talk about the weather
the weather
about the weather
I want to talk about...
I would tie you up
I would lock you inside the house
I would throw the keys away
So I know you can't go out.