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MusicaMortoS​ì​! (da una Rupe) - 2021

by This Order & Coucou Sèlavy/NichelOdeon & Cp. Mordecai Wirikik

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    Claudio Milano's first LP release, it collects the single from the CD, the long track “Ho Gettato mio Figlio da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a Fabrizio Corona” (entitled to the project This Order & Coucou Sèlavy (in an alternative version of 13 minutes long with contributions by Niccolò Clemente), and as a B-Side the track “Ho Gettato Fabrizio Corona da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a mio Figlio” (the only composition recorded in 2021, between the months of July and August, in quintet), that was born from the need to give sound to the performance that has generated the videoclip of its parallel track by Clemente himself.

    A specular composition also in its length, which deals with how every religion inviting to believe to be the only bearer of the "truth", is (today as yesterday) an instrument of war and discrimination, even if in every tradition God is seen as a quality of "merciful mother who cannot forget her children".

    A track by the name of NichelOdeon & Cp. Mordecai Wirikik, which became at the same time part of the soundtrack to the CineConcerto "Inferno" (from the silent film/kolossal of
    1911 directed by Francesco Bertolini, Giuseppe De Liguoro and Adolfo Padovan) which sees involved three members of the above-mentioned ensemble from Milan in a "live" key: Francesca Badalini, Andrea Grumelli and Claudio Milano, under the name I Sincopatici.
    The Cineconcerto has already met with an important consensus from the public and
    critics, who have had the opportunity to see and hear it in places of excellence, including the Conservatorio “Giuseppe Verdi” in Milan.

    In the unreleased song contained in the vinyl with the trio of Sincopatici, in addition to Niccolò Clemente (aka Cp. Mordecai Wirikik) on electronics, the classical Roman guitarist Alessandro Girotto.

    To outline the “Dadaist” connotations there are quotations from Dante merged with sacred texts and a Marian messages from Trevignano Romano, Brecht, images taken from events of the chronicle, geometries at the limit of the executable and conceivable that make the composition a unicum, even if cosmopolitan, in the musical modes between West and East and piezoelectric electronics. piezoelectric.

    The release, for Snowdonia Record, is in an ultra-limited edition (21 copies) with fetish set
    included containing a desecrating sticker ("God Knows Who You Think Of When You Touch Yourself"), a pair of boxers with the writing "burn before use" and a photograph of Milano (Claudio).

    In addition to the already rich offer a second “sacred set” containing a survival kit for the three days of darkness predicted by Christian mystics of all time and a "contemporary" tarot, a unique creation (different for each copy) produced by Cp.Mordecai Wirikik using clippings from old fashioned newspapers, and used for the production of the video "Ho Gettato Fabrizio Corona da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a mio Figlio".

    The videoclip that will accompany the pre-order will immerse the listener/viewer in the
    magical world of cut paper, in the fortuitous combinations of esoteric/psychedelic figures and in the psyche of a fortune teller in a state of confusion.

    Includes unlimited streaming of MusicaMortoSì! (da una Rupe) - 2021 via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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The lyrics include quotes from Dante Alighieri (“La Divina Commedia”) , Bertolt Brecht (“das Schiff”) , messages from the Blessed Virgin Mary in Trevignano Romano, sacred texts from every era and latitude. LYRICS (Claudio Milano): "Vedi? Vedi come storpiato è Maometto! Seminatore di scandalo e di scisma. Già veggia, per mezzul perdere o lulla, Com'io vidi un, così non si pertugia, Rotto dal mento infin dove si trulla. Deh Tu dirigi le tue armi Contro loro così che anche I nemici purificati Possan raggiungere i mondi più alti. Tale è la, tale è la Tua intenzione Più gentile verso loro Tale è la Tua intenzione Più gentile verso loro. Per paura di Lui il vento Per paura soffia Per paura di Lui il Sole Muove, per paura. Non crediate che io sia venuto A portare pace Sulla terra non sono venuto A portar la pace, ma una spada. Dio degli eserciti brucia tutto Intorno i suoi nemici E’ decretato uno sterminio Che la giustizia farà traboccare. Combattete per la causa Di Allah contro coloro Che vi combattono, ma senza eccessi, Ché Allah non ama gli eccessi Non c’è motivo per contemplare Ora o per il rimorso più tardi E’ infatti tempo di guerra Quindi sorgi O Arjuna! Decapitare quegli esponenti Delle otto scuole che sono ritenuti Uomini saggi, allora il mondo Troverebbe un po' di pace. L'unità dello Zen E della guerra si propaga Sino ai confini della guerra, Della Guerra Santa E’ mai possibile che una donna Dimentichi il suo bimbo tanto da Non amare il frutto del suo ventre? Se pure fosse, Io non ti scorderei Vieni Madre appari a chi ha il coraggio Di amare il dolore e di abbracciare La forma della morte, danzando Nella danza della distruzione La Madre/il Padre mioa è stancoa è stanc* La mente è come un cavallo impetuoso Che neanche le genti capaci di muovere i sensi e il respiro Possono controllare O Signore non-nato, Loro somigliano ai mercanti Cullati da un'imbarcazione Senza timoniere nell’oceano O Voi che siete in piccioletta barca Qualcosa s’avventò, lucido di sterco di gabbiani, Muto e grosso, pieno di alghe, acqua, luna E cose morte, contro il cielo impallidito. E quindi uscimmo A rivedere le stelle. Ciao! Presentatevi in 2 minuti! Sono un bambino disabile invero Non son musulmano e fo la pipì Nella madrasa dove mi han preso In una moschea poi prigion mia Deve morire! Devemoriredemorìdemorìdemorìdemorìdemorìdemorì/Grazie Signore grazie Il nostro PAPE è un evangelista Si chiama Q Anon e dice che noi Ad un serpente il DNA Abbiam rubato e un dì mostri saremo Devon morire! Devonmoriredemorìdemorìdemorìdemorìdemorìdemorì/Grazie Signore grazie! Come te non c'è nessuno. Afghano is falling down Falling down falling down Pakistano is falling down E nun se po fumà Nun te preoccupà, se o famo co e cotiche E quello che avanza se o fumamo pure... Toh! Roma me sta a dda pure er foco!"
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Ho gettato mio figlio da una rupe perché non somigliava a Fabrizio Corona (Claudio Milano & Coucou Sélavy) Ho gettato mio figlio da una rupe perché non somigliava a Fabrizio Corona era tutto troppo, ma non era mai abbastanza, non sapeva raccontarsi, solo esibirsi, non sapeva stare al mondo, quando vivere è sbancare e poi era didascalico. Solo i bambini, lo guardavano stupiti ma quando capivan che non era perfetto tornavan ai loro demoni Solo i bambini, lo guardavano rapiti e se cedeva alla stanchezza, seri, dicevan “TU, non esisti” Camminare davanti per farsi seguire, doveva, doveva. Piangeva... davanti alla bellezza... piangeva, ma non se ne appropriava. Credeva in tante cose senza farne propaganda, a che serviva? A chi è servito? Era quello che era, quello che voleva esser, ma mai ciò che si chiedeva non conosceva LA realtà non conosceva LA realtà non conosceva LA realtà non conosceva LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA (là) LA LA LA LA LA (là) LA LA LA LA Solo i bambini, lo guardavano stupiti ma quando capivan che non era perfetto tornavan ai loro demoni Solo i bambini, lo guardavano rapiti e se cedeva alla stanchezza, seri, dicevan “TU, non esisti” Ho gettato mio figlio da una rupe, o forse è caduto, di certo io ne avevo voglia... Cento vite cento morti cento resurrezioni mi hai dato. "Madre mia quali cento vite che all'inferno io voglio andar" "Cento vite dato ti ho, all'inferno no, non si può" I suoi fantasmi alla finestra: "E mamma mia, lassalo andà!" "Vai pure, figlio ingrato, tanto nulla succederà..." Quando furono in alto mare il bastimento non sprofondò "Oh Caronte traghettatore il mio figlio non puoi pigliar!" Il mio sangue è rosso e fino: i pesci del mare non lo berran La mia carne è già corrosa: la balena non la vorrà La mia carne è troppo pura: la balena non la vorrà Il consiglio della madre era pura verità Mentre quello dei fantasmi resta quello che m'ha fregat' “Cento vite dato ti ho... tramortirle so' cazzi tuoie!” Il coro dei critici all’ultima sponda del commiato: (quotes from Prograchives.com – reviews to the album “Ukiyoe – Mondi Fluttuanti” by Mellotron Storm, VOTOMS, Albebaran Well, Kazza3, tmay102436, LearsFool, zravkapt, ammiraArt, tszirmay, GuldbaPP-pusy, siLLy 4, Windhawk – ready made letterario di Coucou Sélavy): “A tapestry of chaos! Or an "Opera for the 21st. century schizoid human being... If by chance they encounter a good musical idea, no matter how small. they will stop and smell the flowers that come along the way” “The Antichrist of Italian Prog” “The vocal range of Celine Dion but the creative display of Mike Patton, the accompanying vocalists seem to dance together in the sonic dance floor and the instrumentation can create the most pleasant and addictive melodies or act as the musical equivalent of a tsunami crashing against the shores sweeping all life and structures out to sea. You can either choose to merely skim the shallow shores and only get your feet wet or if you are brave enough you can plunge into the deepest recesses of the the oceanic trenches where only bio-illuminating creatures break the cold abysmal monotony. A sort of liquid conscious response to its fluidity and rhythmic drifting hither and tither like a jellyfish at the mercy of the tides … murky as the turbulent ocean and as placid as an alpine lake.” “Wails and shouts, abrasive sprechstimme and guttural drones, hurried gestures and sharp breaths, lullabies, madrigals, folk or gondolier songs, and so on...” “A series of disturbing lullabies handed over to you by a vocal sorcerer of the wind...or maybe this is neoclassical folk music with a romantic yodeller floating elegantly overhead? Like a small gig in a beautiful shrubbery with harp and violin players dangling from the trees. Some electronics, carefully placed usage of dissonance, folk music that isn't folk, classical music that isn't classical, bongos, the sound of seagulls, the odd drone and...wait for it...a boat! We have to be willing to taste a bit of something new before we proceed to knock it... I hated olives growing up. They tasted like an unwashed bellybutton or wet lycra socks, that is until I overcame my fears and tasted them again at 29. My girlfriend at the time were lying in bed with me - obviously more interested in munching on something indefinable from beneath the bed than watching The Shining with your's truly. She then kissed me softly, but instead of enjoyment and the subsequent hand down her trousers, I was repelled by the smell coming off her breath. WTF had she been eating!?!?!?!!! Yup, turns out it was olives. Irritated by this pseudo Greek lying next to me and the fact that I had to stay with her for the remainder of the night, I decided to take the plunge... 'Hand over one of those bad boys baby'...and wow am I glad I did! Not only did I overcome my fear of olives - I additionally got into her panties.” “While listening to the album I thought of retarded children in a haunted submarine-hospital driven by an ethereal moanin' friendly jellyfish secretly carrying evil intentions” “The state of flowing, in mind-body-spirit, as Plato would say, the realization of life and of the world as a constantly moving organism that one cannot grasp, imprison or entirely comprehend, a mystical entity of its own. The music delivers the same ''liquidness'', it always slips your fingers the exact moment you think you caught it” “Imagine a puzzle that is consisted of thousands of tiny pieces that form a wonderful, colorful but somehow abstract and blurred picture, one that you are not so sure about what it shows. Now, try to imagine that this picture is moving, that there is motion in this puzzle and that every time you're looking at it, it seems different, as if dimensions, angles and colours dance in a mysterious movement. Finally, transfer this impression from the realm of sight to the realm of hearing, transform vision into sound. The voyage of a ship on top of a maelstrom, an odyssey within waters. One begins from a cool mountain spring, becomes river and waterfall, meets the vastness of the ocean, dissolving into the depths or swimming close to the sunny surface, turning into waves and finally mud.” “Myself, sitting in a recliner, middle of the night, lights off, headphones on, and just "letting it take me" to where this quality of music can travel. Sometimes scary, sometimes dreamy, immersing you into Claudio Milano's "Nichelodeon" world of art.” “Exceptions! Exceptions to the conformism of modern society and its abusive Ministry of entertainment that has always sought to shovel the same pre-fabricated pop/sonic manure on millions of ovine obedience adherents... I experienced a live concert in Budapest, an odd 2 part presentation of Richard Strauss, followed by Bela Bartok. The Viennese classic piece was enjoyable in that everyone in the house recognized it as a familiar if not famous section from the opera Don Juan but was literally blown off the stage by Bartok's excitingly dissonant string quartets, with so much angst and Kafka-esque anguish that the whole audience was perspiring heavily, even the buzzing solitary fly landed for a breather! Visceral, personal and yet deeply emotional. Here the same impression of distance, of oblivion, of escape and of adventure that affects and infects each listener in distinctly different ways, the polar opposite of pop music. The voice swoons into a cauldron of sizzling electronics, colliding dissonance with praetorian beats, lilting piano rivulets, minimalist convictions in a psychotic universe, the leather pigeons in the piazza wondering who will feed them next, the martinets losing their control over the airwaves, the hustle and bustle of the night denizens gulping down a final Amaro, before seducing their pillow. The osso buco was really quite divine, signorina! The never tardy train rolls into Termini station, disgorging the coastal sailor seagulls searching for the nearest fish monger, psychopath urgencies whispering sweet everythings into the night lady's ear, alternating collapse and distant erection and finally drowning in their own liquescent fears. Oceans bubble, flying bulbous eyed fish leap into the saline sky, blustery clouds and gale force winds, all compressed into the tiniest velvet-rimmed box. Mephisto seduces, lying through his bloodstained teeth, laughing and bellowing at the innocents, the 'pazzi ragazzi' who only care about their next sensational fix, Morse code to the submariners scouring the abyss. An oceanic empire of ghostly gods, Neptune sitting on a reef, blowing a blowfish with his blowtorch while the Greek Poseidon is counting his deutschmarks (I know, its euros!), while Volturnus, Salacia, Juturna and Fontus play floating plastic cards on the back of some giant tortoise. The accordion leaks, the moray eels coughing up phlegm, the violin scales filleting the sordid sturgeon, emptying its filth onto the Via Appia. Challenging musical adventure that is so off the charts, clearly the antithesis of pop culture, a delirious soundtrack to spook your unfriendly, square Lady Gaga-loving neighbors and the ideal background music for a naval academy diploma celebration. Like the Pope recently stated in his Argentine-tinged Italian, "In Questo cazzo"!”
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This Order & Cocuocu Sèlavy / NichelOdeon & Cp. Mordecai Wirikik
“MusicaMortoSì (Da una Rupe)”

LP preorder and digital format
(SW 087 - V)

+ VIDEOCLIP on Youtube (nichelodeonband)

Is it this one a funny record? Ooooh yes! Funny and scary!

PRESS RELEASE:

Claudio Milano's first LP release, it collects the single from the CD, the long track “Ho Gettato mio Figlio da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a Fabrizio Corona” (entitled to the project This Order & Coucou Sèlavy (in an alternative version of 13 minutes long with contributions by Niccolò Clemente), and as a B-Side the track “Ho Gettato Fabrizio Corona da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a mio Figlio” (the only composition recorded in 2021, between the months of July and August, in quintet), that was born from the need to give sound to the performance that has generated the videoclip of its parallel track by Clemente himself.

A specular composition also in its length, which deals with how every religion inviting to believe to be the only bearer of the "truth", is (today as yesterday) an instrument of war and discrimination, even if in every tradition God is seen as a quality of "merciful mother who cannot forget her children".

A track by the name of NichelOdeon & Cp. Mordecai Wirikik, which became at the same time part of the soundtrack to the CineConcerto "Inferno" (from the silent film/kolossal of
1911 directed by Francesco Bertolini, Giuseppe De Liguoro and Adolfo Padovan) which sees involved three members of the above-mentioned ensemble from Milan in a "live" key: Francesca Badalini, Andrea Grumelli and Claudio Milano, under the name I Sincopatici.

The Cineconcerto has already met with an important consensus from the public and
critics, who have had the opportunity to see and hear it in places of excellence, including the Conservatorio “Giuseppe Verdi” in Milan.

In the unreleased song contained in the vinyl with the trio of Sincopatici, in addition to Niccolò Clemente (aka Cp. Mordecai Wirikik) on electronics, the classical Roman guitarist Alessandro Girotto.

To outline the “Dadaist” connotations there are quotations from Dante merged with sacred texts and a Marian messages from Trevignano Romano, Brecht, images taken from events of the chronicle, geometries at the limit of the executable and conceivable that make the composition a unicum, even if cosmopolitan, in the musical modes between West and East and piezoelectric electronics. piezoelectric.

The release, for Snowdonia Record, is in an ultra-limited edition (21 copies) with fetish set
included containing a desecrating sticker ("God Knows Who You Think Of When You Touch Yourself"), a pair of boxers with the writing "burn before use" and a photograph of Milano (Claudio).

In addition to the already rich offer a second “sacred set” containing a survival kit for the three days of darkness predicted by Christian mystics of all time and a "contemporary" tarot, a unique creation (different for each copy) produced by Cp.Mordecai Wirikik using clippings from old fashioned newspapers, and used for the production of the video "Ho Gettato Fabrizio Corona da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a mio Figlio".

The videoclip (on Youtube - you can search "nichelodeonband") that will accompany the pre-order will immerse the listener/viewer in the
magical world of cut paper, in the fortuitous combinations of esoteric/psychedelic figures and in the psyche of a fortune teller in a state of confusion.

THE PREORDER and digital sale:

The pre-order of the deluxe box set (in distribution from March 2022)

and the videoclip of the second composition included in it, will be available from midnight between 24 and 25 December 2021


With the extraordinary participation of Fabrizio Modonese Palumbo (actor)
and Alessandro Girotto (classic guitar)

TITLE: "Ho Gettato Fabrizio Corona da una Rupe perché non Somigliava a mio Figlio"

BAND: NichelOdeon & Cp. Mordecai Wirikik

from: "MusicaMortoSì! (da una Rupe)"
an album by This Order & Coucou Sèlavy/NichelOdeon & Cp. Mordecai Wirikik

(out as digital on December 25, 2021 - as vinyl on March 2022 for SNOWDONIA RECORDS - SW 087 V)

Editing, mixing, mastering by Paolo Siconolfi

Label: Snowdonia Records by Cinzia La Fauci

The video shots are taken from the Cineconcerto "L'Inferno" and were made by Massimo Max Ferlini (Varese, November 21, 2021, Teatro Nuovo) to whom our greatest thanks go.

The lyrics include quotes from Dante Alighieri (“La Divina Commedia”) , Bertolt Brecht (“das Schiff”) , messages from the Blessed Virgin Mary in Trevignano Romano, sacred texts from every era and latitude.
Videoclip and performance by Niccolò Clemente (with a little help from “Cleme” Lorenzo Clemente ).

Concept by Niccolò Clemente & Claudio Milano.
Pic by Yazmin Castro taken at the Giuseppe Verdi Conservatory in Milan, November 04, 2021

credits

released December 24, 2021

Line-up:

Francesca Badalini: grandpiano, zither, synthesizers
Niccolò Clemente: piezo-electronics, theatre
Alessandro Girotto: classic guitar
Andrea Grumelli: fretless, bass guitars, electronics
Claudio Milano: vocals, electric piano, theatre
Coucou Sèlavy: vocals, theatre, electronics
Mimmo Frioli: drums & percussion
Giovanni D'Elia: bass guitars
Danilo Camassa: classical & electric guitars
Erica Scherl: violin


Editing, mixing, mastering by Paolo Siconolfi

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Speleologist/climber of the voice, designer of sonic geometries for theater/performance/dance/installations, Claudio Milano is also a teacher, music therapist, actor, performer and illustrator. From 2004 since today he published several albums, 3 of which double, two DVDs and he performed with some of the greatest world musicians in the fields: classic, rock, jazz, ethno, avant-garde, pop... ... more

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