Yesterday evening I went with some friends at a homegrown show in zingarello, located deeply in my hometown's country: here is Otium, a cultural association that promotes new bands and provides really
bold wine and wonderful panzerotti
Back to the topic, I had the occasion to listen La Biblioteca Deserta
live: it's a well-thought mix of ambient (a-la Sigur Rós
) and prog-rock, with even (IMHO
) prog-metal influences, resulting in an explosive, sad and powerful mind-shake to the lucky listener.
I don't remember exactly (thanks also to the bold wine ;)) the song order, but they played their 5 songs, made us fly with Il Fabbricante d'Ali
(The Wingmaker), made us dream with Michael will never change
and ended the show with the only track that (unfortunately) isn't published on their myspace
, which features two detonating minutes at the end that made me clap my hands really out loud when they stopped playing.
They are beautiful flowers on concrete because.. this high-profile show had only few
people actually watching them.. maybe again the culprit is the bold wine ;) but I (sadly) think that my hometown people aren't really so open-minded to appreciate this kind of music and its exquisite composition by five young, talented guys.
Kudos to them, also for releasing their music under a Creative Commons
license, and thanks for the two demo cds :D. See you soon!