BANCO DEL MUTUO SOCCORSO: NUDO (1997)
CD I: 1) Nudo, Pt. 1; 2) Nudo,
Pt. 2; 3) Nudo, Pt. 3; 4) E Mi Viene Da Pensare; 5) Prologo #1; 6) R.I.P.; 7)
Il Ragno; 8) Emiliano; 9) L'Evoluzione; 10) 750,000 Anni Fa... L'Amore; CD II:
1) Sul Palco; 2) La Conquista Della Posizione Eretta; 3) Metamorfosi; 4)
Guardami Le Spalle; 5) Roma/Tokyo; 6) La Band; 7) Bisbigli; 8) Passaggio; 9)
Coi Capelli Sciolti Al Vento; 10) Traccia; 11) Prologo #2; 12) Non Mi Rompete.
What good is releasing a double CD if you are only going to put one new song on it? And not
a good one, at that: the three-part ʽNudoʼ suite is most definitely one of
those «failed experiments» where the artist thinks he is being all smart and
complex and cool and modern, but in reality just comes up with something that
makes no sense whatsoever. ʽNudoʼ is very loud, very full of itself, but fails
to come up with melodies that would venture outside second-rate synth-pop and
adult contemporary — it is about as «progressive» as circa-Union Yes; in fact, it is a serious stylistic letdown even compared
to the already lax standards of Il 13.
Granted, the riffs and solos are at a much higher level of complexity than on E Via, but the synth tones, the drum
machines, and the overproduced guitars make that observation pointless: in the
end, there is more pomp here than style, and far more technophilia than
substance.
All the more curious is the fact that the rest of this stuff, even though it all
consists of oldies done anew, is delightful. The first CD, once the accursed
suite is over, is then dedicated to an «unplugged» section where they do their
classic tunes in acoustic mode, with the aid of a young colleague guitarist,
Filippo Marcheggiani (who was not even born when they already recorded most of
their classic albums). The results are hardly essential, but sound almost surprisingly
inspired — lack of amplification does not impact the energy of the melodies,
just gives them more of a «chamber» feel (actually, the lack of amplification
only refers to guitars — synthesizers are still quite prominent, particularly
on ʽL'Evoluzioneʼ).
The second disc (there is also a 1-CD edition
that omits it) contains a selection of properly live titles, recorded at two
shows in Tokyo; the tracks do not overlap with the «unplugged» ones, but are
also mostly classic stuff, with the exception of the Vittorio-sung ʽGuardami Le
Spalleʼ from Il 13 and a new
instrumental, flatteringly called ʽRoma / Tokyoʼ — another pompous symph-rock
composition, but somewhat more effective than ʽNudoʼ, maybe because the live
environment makes it feel more like a real heated battle between all the
players than just another demonstration of their worship of loud-sounding
technogadgets.
As for the classics, well, this is actually the
first time we get to hear Banco in full-out live mode playing the classics
without turning them into disco attractions — the versions of ʽConquista Della
Posizione Erettaʼ and ʽMetamorfosiʼ in particular are quite impressive. Now
they share the regular prog-rock live album bane («find ten differences from
the originals... not»), but with
twenty five years lying between the originals and the copies, who would really
blame them? And while we are at it, DiGiacomo's voice has not lost a thing in
terms of range or power, only gained in terms of self-assurance and professionalism.
Overall, Nudo
clearly shows that at this point, Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso are only functional
as a «nostalgia act», but they can be a damn fine nostalgia act if they really
put their minds to it — their days as composers of quality music long since
gone, their talents for melody and innovation worn out, eaten up, perhaps, by
the syphilis of the reckless musical prostitution of the previous decade, or by
other reasons. Much to their honor, the band members must have acknowledged
this and come to terms with it — although Banco never officially disbanded, and
still continue to play and record, the ʽNudoʼ suite was their last ever attempt
at creating new music. If you know for sure that you are never going to create
anything on the level of Darwin!,
not ever again, why bother hopelessly trying? Just enjoy life as it is, that's
all.
I have always wondered why bands use drum machines to simplify rhythmical patterns iso creating interesting ones which are beyond human skills. In this respect Nudo I does a pretty good job. I quite like it; alas some of the synths are cheesier than Jon Lord's from Who do we think we are on. Nudo II is intolerable sentimental crap with those artificial violins. And I don't like Nudo III either; I can't be bothered to find out why.
ReplyDeleteI just ignore the three Nudos and enjoy the rest of the album.
DeleteSince recently this was the only digital recording from Banco to enjoy. I mean, I have neither will nor wish to listen to anything between 'di Terra' and 'Nudo', so I don't know anything about the sound quality of those recordings, the music is atrocious, I believe George and the bunch on Progarchives.
Now, the classic albums are digitally remastered, but anyway, Nudo live recordings (both the unplugged and the Japanese part) remain as delicious pieces of music.