Massimiliano Speri: violin (track 1), mandolin (track 2), accordion (track 3), saxophone (track 4), synthesizer (track 5), percussions (track 6)
Roberta Tarquini: toy keyboard (track 1), recorder (track 2), violin (track 5)
Daniele Vitelli: accordion (track 1, 4), percussions (track 2, 3), kalimba (track 2)
Francesco Vitelli: percussions (track 1), concertina (track 2, 3, 4 and 5)
Giorgio Zeppilli: mandolin (track 1), violin (track 2, 3), percussions (track 4 and 5)

Recorded between February and March 2021

Balu Raga

Sugofinto - Balu Raga

Sugofinto - Janitor Of Pianesy

Sugofinto - Bengasi 8

Sugofinto - Pork Tongues In Chocolate

A noisy radio police impro on my ragged MS-10

Song To The Police Siren

Blanc 512

340 years after the last Vienna siege, Turkish and Austrian armies finally hug each other in these foggy field recordings taken in Cihangir and Landstraße, respectively.

Engineered by Romeorobert Momotanede

Dedicated to Bryn Jones aka Muslimgauze (1961-1999) and Albin Julius aka Der Blutharsch (1967-2022)

Cihangir Denizanası

Rochusgasse Im Nebel

Entirely created by manipulating the sounds of earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and atomic detonations taken mostly from Japanese television news and documentaries, the suite investigates the mediatized dimension of the catastrophes that have shocked Japan. These events are here understood both as a systemic threat held up as an instrument of social peace (on the basis of the theories from urbanist Paul Virilio) and a structural presence in the collective imagination, coining an authentic "unconscious mythology of destruction".

It consists of five acts: in the first, the terror of humans and animals fleeing from the devastating earthquake of 2011 is literally "played" in a distressing rhythmic-harmonic pattern; in the second, the layering of deafening sounds provides the soundtrack to a live tragedy; in the third, space is left for a droney post-trauma contemplation, punctuated by the treacherous ticking of a Kraftwerk-like Geiger counter (the reference is obviously to the Fukushima disaster); in the fourth, the pitched sound of the lava flow that killed volcanologist spouses Katia and Maurice Krafft on Mount Unzen in 1991 is interpolated with the emphatic commentary of a speaker; the fifth, finally, takes head-on the atomic nightmare that forced Hirohito's Japan to surrender, superimposing the exhausting timestretching of an explosion with a sad and dissonant reinterpretation of the national anthem, ending with the infamous spur ("Are you or are you not samurai?”) with which the poet-soldier Yukio Mishima harangued the new military recruits before taking his own life.

The title, a deliberately rough Japanese translation of "Le Temps En Ruines" by ethnologist Marc Augé,  reflects on the idea of ​​a civilization capable of leaving traces of a ruinous extinction rather than vestiges of a glorious past.

Haikyo To Gareki

Recorded somewhere in Rome during spring 2015

THIS IS THE ICE FOR THE DRINKS WE’LL NEVER DRINK
THIS IS THE TANQUERAY IT WOULD HAVE BEEN COOL TO GET GENTLY HIGH TOGETHER WITH
THIS IS THE SEASONING FOR THE PUNK MEAL I WANTED YOU TO TASTE
THIS IS MY WINDOWPANE
IT LOOKS ON A MEADOW OF SHIT
DOES IT BOTHER YOU?
I GUESS IT NEVER WILL

THIS IS THE MIRROR IN WHICH I DAILY TRY TO FIND MY WAY FAR FROM YOUR EYES
THIS IS MY LES PAUL, IT’S NOT IN TUNE BUT YOU CAN PLAY IT ALL THE SAME IF YOU WANT 
THIS IS THE COT I BOUGHT JUST FOR YOU 
I PROMISED NOT TO FUCK YOU, I SWEAR, I WON’T 
I KNOW IT MAKES NO SENSE AT ALL 
BUT JUST STAYING HERE WITH YOU IT SEEMS SO CRAZILY FINE 

IN FACT YOU ARE NOT HERE

THIS IS MY SUBURBAN KINGDOM, THE MARKET, THE SUSHI BAR AND MY SAME OLD STUPID CHATTER
THIS IS THE SPICY RAIL I LOVE WALKING ALONG, PRETENDING YOU’RE LISTENING 
THIS IS ME SIGHING IN MY THIN WET BED 
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT TO CLAP STEVE ALBINI SIDE BY SIDE
WE’LL NEVER RULE OUR OWN PRIVATE ROME
WE’LL NEVER RIDE THIS INDIE-OR-NOTHING SILLY TEEN DREAM 

BUT I’LL TRY ANYWAY

I’LL TRY HARD

(to V.)

Over The Sky

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