Small collection of free songs
Translated into English this album would be Soul Perspective, in reality the word soul does not correspond exactly to the Italian term, animico, as soul in Latin “animate”, but its first meaning was “air”, then “breath, breath”, and , from here, “vital principle”, we could interpret that all beings are endowed with some energy, but the sense of soul is considerably transmuted with the advent of religions.
This word is used a lot by an Italian ufologist researcher, of a certain international fame, Corrado Malanga, doctor of chemistry, has taught for almost all his working career at the University of Pisa. Over the years he has combined his research from archeology, UFO sightings, abbduction, hypnosis, reaching a very complex interpretation of the vision of the universe and above all of our … essence, so using the soul term means for me to go out from any dogma.
Obviously, in my opinion what transmits Malanga is a personal journey but adaptable to many functions, hence the inspiration that life and the reality that you build is above all conditioned by the points of view, that is, perspectives, example of the kaleidoscope, that facets a small part of what you see in dozens of other mirror images, transforming “reality” into another dimension.
The album is intersected with Fusion of Soul, where both complement each other. In these tracks, however, the plot is cadenced by a slow and repetitive drone, such as a Buddhist sutra, bell loops or a guitar turn are an accompaniment for a detached and peaceful meditation.
Except in the Eggregore track which represents the thought form, of which it is not always positive.
Hearing this album is like watching the wheel of the famous mantra “Om-Mani-Padme-Hum” in Buddhist temples in Tibet and Nepal, the wheel turns and with it the words written, just like a loop.
Or a Sufi dervishes that whirls around to find ecstasy, or like a small unattended boat that is dragged up and down by the backwash of the sea.
The soundtrack is more intimate and minimalist unlike my habit, a challenge against myself, by now my most beautiful meditations are in front of synths, samplers, some ethnic instrument and obviously the splendid savannahs or forests of my usual journeys.