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New Album, out in July!
vinyl with insert, one off pressing 150 copies
jewelcase CD with 8 pages booklet
New Album, out in July!
Second press - Ltd edition 200 copies, with revised artworks and in grey vinyl
Nel Buio, Italian for In the Dark, is a black wave project born by Clod "the Ripper" De Rosa (Blasphemer, ex-Septycal Gorge) in the Autumn of 2023 to combine black metal and 80s darkwave. The Line up was completed by
Neil Grotti on guitars and Francesco Vellacifer on drums (both of Electrocution and Blasphemer's fame, among the many).
Avantgarde Music is glad to announce the release of Nel Buio self-titled debut EP. Frontman Clod the Ripper chose the following words to introduce the five songs composing the record: “In the shadow of the metropolis, where the echo of alienation seeps through the cracks in the concrete, our music is born. A work that reflects the isolation and hypocrisy of lives obscured by the lights of big cities. Through a feminine eye, our "pure Italian blackwave" is a manifesto for those who find beauty in decay and truth in shadows, a comfort in the darkness for the souls lost within it”.
Uncompromising, dark and sorrowful, Nel Buio debut will leave a mark on all those looking for something more than mere fury in black metal. On June 21st, let the dark guide you.
Deluxe Limited Edition Hand numbered to 666 copias. CD in Deluxe Triple Gatefold 7" vinyl sleeve. 400 gr cardboard. Includes Insert + 6 Bonus Tracks.
Deluxe Limited Edition Hand numbered to 500 copias. CD in Deluxe Quadruple Gatefold 7" vinyl sleeve. 400 gr cardboard.
transparent light blue vinyl, incl. gatefold cover, logo sticker and download
Finally, one of the most melancholic and intriguing albums of the Finnish '90s scene is available again on CD !
Languid sensations of searing nostalgia pierce the hearts of lost souls, drifting among the blurred glimmers of impalpable horizons. Dead leaves sink into the muddy paths of wooded lands, distant and forever forgotten. Like tears of radiant melancholy, silent tributaries flow into the river of betrayed passion, of emotions burning in the crackling hearth that illuminates the darkest nights.
If lament has a meaning, it explodes in an orgasm of sounds, echoes faded by a love sadly lost. A love clung to with the fragile strength of nails broken by the most lacerating anguish, screaming despair to the winds of silence, to the currents of abandonment. And no one listens, because among the branches of oblivion, the goddess of pain bestows eternal torment, an irrevocable exile to the lands of unhappiness, where the roars of deformed ogres erase the memory of sweet feminine choirs. There are few words left to describe the dazzling splendor of this work, tormented by the solemn progression of slow notes drowning in the deepest dismay. Ivory keys embrace the delicate six-string, at times "electrically" agitated, at times soft and acoustic; Gregorian chants virtuously duet with the seductive femininity of a weeping maiden, while drowsy rhythms lazily support the eleven hymns to decadence presented here.
Classical music infused with virtuosic pianos, dreamy synths, and guitar echoes suspended between the darkest doom and Floydian solos give birth to a unique monolithic blend where melody reigns supreme. No space for metallic accelerations, no sign of life in the motionless drumming—only a bleak sense of burning defeat emphasized by the slowness of tracks that celebrate the funeral of hope. This, without the need for screams or shrieks, using harmonies of torturous sweetness that push the listener to the limits of sonic endurance, generating a chant of pure and profound gothic essence.
A well-deserved tribute goes to the individual, talented musicians, particularly to the penetrating Gregorian voice of Jukka Vuorinen (skilled in weaving highly emotional riffing) and to the crystalline warbles of guest Sini Koivuniemi, capable of conveying both delicate and tempestuous emotions. For an hour, surrender to the desolate caresses of this dark oblivion.
Emptiness you will all sink in.
