bridge or bridge, The Tempest (aka Toffolo & company), this time has even crossed the Straits, because of its neutral and personal crusade in defense of rock weblog Italy. Is Alosa Siculi fact Pietro Alessandro and Gianluca Bartolo, aka The Pan the Devil, who with their "bone are" lined up within the ranks of Dropkick Murphys, Lights of the Power Station, Circus and Zen the rest.
The record, in the wake of ' debut EP, it sounds fat and genuine, direct and explosive, penalized only one production a bit 'too refined, but splits the same, and does so with only a couple of acoustic guitars, a bass drum, and look vaguely punk à la Violent Femmes.
It begins with country-blues-punk-Vattelapesca of "Will you drop" in the balance between voices and stop screaming from the delta of the Mississippi (or something ... Sicilian?) "Therefore," however, is a more light-hearted episode of schizophrenia ( "I want to do everything, but you can not do everything [...], so I do what I want" )-style iu-es-ei; beautiful and grotesque, "The Centaur" leads us in an environment (suburban? squalid province?), between the collegiate el'osceno, surrounded by a slow blues, and cadenced, with "University", which is the song of a disillusioned young student how many (and me), it veers more towards a folk italic and personal without losing impact and catchy, and then there's "Blue Lagoon", another piece to the gun cotton, between rock'n'roll and early Hormonauts everlasting Buscaglione elvisiane rich in character and narrative with a cut that recalls Paul Count of "Boogie," "Bomb in the heart" sees the collaboration of Zen Circus, with their electric supply and give us a short essay by an arsonist punk ours, the pace slows down, and "boom" the Palermo duo delves once again into the American desert country, attempting a songwriting less explosive but equally interesting, wonderful text for "The mystery of the broken mirror" ("the time was well under her skirt There is comfort "), which takes a little 'speed but also discovers a unique rhythm all southern folk," are to the bone "betrays the axiom that the title track to be the radio or at least predictable and text hints impulsive noise make this one of the most original song on the album "Africa" \u200b\u200bconvinces the text for more relaxed and melancholic, "Ciriaco" not very original music, but the text has found some beautiful ("I want to be remembered as bad "); "pointy shoes" rediscovers the fairytale side of the folk tradition, accompanied by a restless and at the same time accommodating guitar arpeggio .
In short, the inspiration is so great and multifaceted. There's something for all tastes, and this is the trump card of The Devil's Pan, of course, the level is not always the same, and perhaps a different distribution of the pieces would make it more balanced.
But, on balance, the balance in the ass! The first six songs are a baton between the ribs, to listen all in one go, it does not matter anyway. It is amazing how two guitars and a bass drum can more crashes and big muff different when they are genuine and cunning hands as those of Pan del Diavolo.
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