Archive for the ‘Microfilms’ Category

Posted on August 6, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Indietracks 2010 (Pt.3)

Last day at Indietracks was the day of the real discoveries. At least for me. Many people where completely spellbound by the performance of The Cavalcade at the Church Stage. Class, elegance, bits of dream pop, the duo forced me to change my mind on how’s possible to impress people in a live show with just a keyboard and guitars. Those who regret that The Pains of Being Pure At Heart where picked instead of Belle & Sebastian found in the class and elegance of The Cavalcade their little sugar cube. (more…)

Posted on August 5, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Indietracks 2010 (Pt.2)

Life used to begin quite late in the Midlands. Like any other artist we learnt to go to sleep late and wake up around 11:00 o’Clock in the morning, just in time for brinner. Cheese cakes, tones of tea and capuccino, frozen sandwich and we were ready to go. Even if the train to Indietracks location was broken and we had to adventure in the fields just like the kids in “Stand by me” or “Allan Quatermain and the Lost City of Gold”. But we were there in the end. (more…)

Posted on July 30, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Indietracks 2010 (Pt.1)

Indietracks it’s a lot more than a festival. IndieTracks is Woodstock without sex, drugs and – fortunately – no mud. At least for this year’s edition! THE festival is a lot more of the simple sum of the whole bands that were in it (the lucky blue bracelet ones). The festival equals the real experience to live, at least if you’re ok with twee music and the idea that nativity and art still deserves a place between the rock and the roll. (more…)

Posted on July 15, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Partybenders

Some months ago, I think it was winter since I felt really melancholic and I didn’t sweat, I was quite intrigued by a band called The Morning Benders. Gee. It HAD to bee winter, possibly autumn, since the only thing I remembered reading that name on Hana-Bi calendar was that I knew I liked them, still I had no idea ’bout who they were anymore. (more…)

Posted on June 8, 2010 - by Ellie Crean

Tommy Reilly: exactly how he should

Tommy Reilly supported Justin Currie on his last live. Stepping (or tripping I should say) onto the stage Tommy Reilly looks exactly how he should – endearing, vulnerable, slightly bewildered yet mature all at the same time. His songs, which spawn from the same gene pool as Damien Rice and Paolo Nutini, reveal tales of love and heartbreak that seem impossible yet are sung with such sincerity you have to believe them. (more…)

Posted on June 6, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Paolo Benvengù is something to be

“Making a paragon with the world of cinema and movies, if we were back on a summer night on 1972 and you just decided to go out and see a picture show, you would have been the one who has picked “The Working Class Goes to Heaven” instead of “Love story”. And I tell you what…  Elio Petri wonCannes Film Festival that year” (more…)

Posted on May 30, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Indie O’Clock: Tiny Tide and Nothing Meets All

The first show by a young indie-prog band called Nothing Meets All (though their acronym is often taken for the mysterious L.B.D.B.D.C.) was the sweetest excuse to team up from another band from the same town called… Tiny Tide! (more…)

Posted on May 30, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

It’s cool to be skulls

I must admit that I knew so few about “Band of skulls”. I just listened to a couple of tracks on a random social network and decided that if it took so much for them coming to Italy from Southampton (I heard them chat at dinner and I thought their fat asses were from NY) a visit to the show would have been a cool way to spend a Friday night. (more…)

Posted on May 30, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Dum Dum Girls Vs Dumb Dumb Fan

There was quite an expectation for Dum Dum Girls concert, and once in a lifetime all this fuckload of hype was faithful to itself, and we all came together on the summer strand of Hana Bi beach in Ravenna to enjoy possibly the most glamorous concert of summer 2010. (more…)

Posted on May 24, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

Quasi Fan

Thanks to Bronson and Covo Club and two gigs not so far from each others also in matter of  temporal coordinates,  I accidental managed to crown the unconscious dream of seeing two of my favourite niche bands from the past. Both short named, both underground heroes from the grunge era, both listened to a cult program called RAI Stereonotte (the Italian bro of John Peel sessions), both in the perfect mixtape I made on 1993 that the bass player of my fist band never gave me back. We already told you about Polvo, it was now time for a band called Quasi. (more…)