SOSPESI NEL VUOTO BRUCEREMO IN UN ATTIMO E IL CERCHIO SARÀ CHIUSO

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"Years, months, days of sweat and labor, sighs held and stifled breaths, between course changes and incisive pace: all of this will finally see light on February 21, 2014, conveyed in a single opus.

32 minutes and 32 seconds, 15 tracks based on the late 90's post-hardcore, soiled and renewed by dark, fast and violent riffs reminiscent of bands such as Alpinist and Cursed, but made less monotonous by the screamo inserts and keeping the 80's Italian hardcore roots in the lyrics.

Rennie Resmini from Starkweather says:
« Very caustic...though there is a brief sense of calm with the 14th track.
I love the fact you guys have kept the vocals in your native tongue. It definitely adds to the ferocity and in my case, unable to speak the language, a sense of disorientation.
Real good mix, too. Everything is present and accounted for, good sense of space.
The Storm{O} release is a fantastic surprise. »

Recorded live in the studio in 6 days and mixed at Studio 73 by Riccardo Pasini (The Secret, Ephel Duath) and mastered by Alan Douches (Converge, Orchid) at West West Side Music, New York, the full length album will be released in gatefold 12” format, with artwork by Luca Rento, who exhibited his works at Mart (Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art) alongside other works of art by Andy Warhol and Francis Bacon.

This gatefold LP, whose title translates to “Suspended in the void we'll burn in an instant and the circle will be closed,” will be printed in 500 copies and will be widely distributed thanks to a co-production of labels located in different neuralgic points in Italy, the European continent and the Americas: Shove, Dischi Bervisti, Fallo Dischi, La Fine, Here and Now! Records, Left Hand (FR), Epileptic Media (AT) e Desordré Ordonné (CAN).

Finally, a deluxe limited edition, silkscreened by hand on black paper, will be released by Strom Records (40 copies only)."

credits

released February 21, 2014

Luca Rocco - Vocals
Giacomo Rento - Guitars
Federico Trimeri - Bass
Gabriele Coldepin - Drums

Recorded live in the studio in 6 days and mixed at Studio 73 by Riccardo Pasini (The Secret, Ephel Duath).
Sitar on "Fuga" played and home-recorded by Federico Norelli.
Mastered by Alan Douches (Converge, Orchid) at West West Side Music, New York.
Artwork by Luca Rento.

SHOVE:
facebook.com/pages/Shove/108297015901355
HERE AND NOW! RECORDS:
hereandnowrecs.wordpress.com
FALLO DISCHI:
fallodischi.com
DISCHI BERVISTI:
dischibervisti.com
EPILEPTIC MEDIA (AT):
epilepticmedia.blogspot.com
DESORDRE ORDONNE (CAN):
desordre-ordonne.com
LEFT HAND (FR):
lefthandrcds.blogspot.it
LA FINE:
lafineedizioni.tumblr.com
STROM RECORDS (for the limited edition):
stromrecords.com

"Hailing from Belluno, an Alpine town embedded in the Dolomites of Northern Italy, come STORM{O}, a young and fucking annihilating hardcore band who’s debut album Sospesi Nel Vuoto Bruceremo In Un Attimo E Il Cerchio Sara’ Chiuso drops on 12″ Vinyl LP on Shove Records, Désordre Ordonné, Fallo Dischi, Dischi Bervisti, Here and Now! Records, Epileptic Media, La Fine, Left Hand, and Strom Records on February 21st. Streaming below is a track taken from the forthcoming opus, the face-ripping D’Istanti, a devastating slab of twisting and spiraling evolved hardcore that clearly shows how fucking punishing this album is going to be." - CVLT NATION

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Track Name: Supernova
“SUPERNOVA”

Costretto a rapportarmi con me stesso,
dopo tutte queste ore
i muscoli
esausti
non sorreggono il peso dei pensieri
che si susseguono violenti.

Due parti dello stesso corpo
che non possono che essere in conflitto.

Se fossi qui mi addormenterei sorridendo tra le tue braccia,
senza accorgermi che,
ancora una volta,
ho solo finto di essere felice.

~

Forced to face myself,
after all these hours
my strained muscles
can't sustain the weight of the flow of my violent thoughts.

Two parts of the same body
that can't help it from being in conflict.

If you were here I´d fall asleep in your arms,
without noticing that,
one more time,
I only pretended to be happy.
Track Name: Fuga
“FUGA”

Le catene da cui scappo sono veloci e sottili,
appagate dalla mia stessa fuga.
Relazioni come predatori nascoste nell’ombra ridendo m’attendono.
Catapultati tra i bagliori di una barcollante civiltà.
Come mille insetti affollati ad un lampione.
Persi ad inseguire l’ingannevole miraggio di un amichevole sorriso.
Ogni volta che vi vedo mi sforzo di aprire gli occhi sperando in un brutto sogno.
Ma non c’è niente da fare,
purtroppo esistete davvero.

~

“ESCAPE”

The chains I'm running from are quick and thin,
pleased by my own escape.
Relationships like predators hidden in the shadows are waiting for me laughing.
thrown into the glare of a faltering civilization.
Like thousands of insects crowded around a street light.
Lost following a deceptive mirage of a friendly smile.
Every time i see you I try to open my eyes hoping to be in a bad dream.
But it is hopeless,
Unfortunately you really exist.
Track Name: Perché La Bambina Cade
“PERCHE' LA BAMBINA CADE”

Tempo ed attimi mi scivolano tra le mani,
cerco di afferrarli,
stringo la presa.
Sono come carta vetrata ed ottengo solo cicatrici e tendini sempre più evidenti.
Continuate a chiedermi di far parte di qualcosa,
l’intera mia vita il manifesto del vostro fallimento.
Continui a chiedermi di far parte di qualcuno,
i solchi scavati dalle lacrime sul mio viso
il manifesto della tua sconfitta.

~

“WHY THE CHILD FALLS”

Time and moments slip through my hands,
I try to catch them,
I tighten my grip.
But they are like sandpaper and I only get scars and my sinews are increasingly exposed.
You keep asking me to be part of something,
My whole life: the display of your failure.
You keep asking me to be part of someone,
The furrows dug by the tears on my face:
The display of your defeat.
Track Name: Sorridendo (Alla Possibilità Della Caduta)
“SORRIDENDO (ALLA POSSIBILITA’ DELLA CADUTA)”

Le schegge dei sogni che si infrangono contro il muro del reale,
ci precipitano incontro.
Mentre le attendiamo a braccia aperte.
Percorrendo una scala di fragili errori,
sorridendo alla possibilità della caduta;
Ragione e coscienza,
troppo peso sullo stomaco per non vomitare.
Siamo gocce di pioggia destinate a durare solo fino al primo sole.

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“SMILING (AT THE POSSIBILITY OF FALLING)”

Splinters of our dreams shatter against the wall of the real world,
And they collapse toward us,
While we are waiting for them with open arms.
Climbing stairs of fragile mistakes,
Smiling at the possibility of falling;
Reason and conscience,
Too heavy weight on the stomach to not throw up.
We' re rain drops destined to last only till the first sun.
Track Name: D'istanti
“D'ISTANTI”

Mi restano addosso i pezzi del tuo odore,
le schegge delle tue dita.

Dal mio letto sento il peso dei tuoi capelli sullo sterno.
Da ognuno di loro una minuscola crepa.

Diminuisce la distanza tra me e te,
aumenta la distanza tra me e l’aria.

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“FAR AWAY”

Parts of your smell, splinters of your fingers,
left over me.

From my bed I feel the weight of your hair on my breastbone.
From each one, a tiny crack.

Decreasing the distance between me and you,
increasing the distance between me and air.
Track Name: Un Coltello: Compassione O Comprensione
“UN COLTELLO: COMPASSIONE O COMPRENSIONE”

Non ho mai pensato che potessi rendere la mia vita migliore.
Non ti ho mai chiesto compassione o comprensione.
Ed ora smetti di piangere,
lo dovresti sapere,
la conoscenza è un coltello spuntato e più si fa tua più alte si fanno le tue grida.
Moriamo sbattendo contro le sbarre della nostra gabbia.
Viviamo della speranza di una causa morta in partenza.

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“A KNIFE: COMPASSION OR COMPREHENSION”

I never thought you could make my life better.
I never asked for your compassion or your comprehension.
And now: stop crying,
You should know:
Knowledge is a blunt knife and the more you make it yours, louder your screams become.
We die crashing against the bars of our cage.
We live out of the hope of a cause that's dead from the start.
Track Name: Delle Nostre Vite Appese
“DELLE NOSTRE VITE APPESE”

Crolleranno le mura che chiamavamo affettuosamente casa.
Il vento porterà via l’instabile sabbia su cui poggiavamo saldamente i piedi.
Consumati dalle intemperie ci gireremo a guardare le brillanti macerie dei giorni passati.
Sospesi nel vuoto, bruceremo in un attimo e il cerchio sarà chiuso.

~

“OF OUR HUNG LIVES”

Those walls that we lovingly call home will crumble.
The wind will carry away the unstable sand on which our feet stood fermly.
Consumed and weathered we' ll look back at those bright ruins.
Suspended in the void we'll burn in an instant and the circle will be closed.
Track Name: Meditazione Sulle Eterne Massime: Parte I - "Le Cose Peggiori"
MEDITAZIONE SULLE ETERNE MASSIME:
Parte I - "Le Cose Peggiori"

Le cose peggiori sono sempre state umane
La debolezza di non riuscire a vivere senza la luce del sole come
Accecante guida.

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MEDITATING ON THE ETERNAL ADAGES:
Part I - "The Worst Things"

The worst things have always been human:
The weakness of being unable of living without the sun as a
Dazzling guide.
Track Name: Meditazione Sulle Eterne Massime: Parte II - "La Debolezza"
MEDITAZIONE SULLE ETERNE MASSIME:
Parte II - "La Debolezza"

Le cose peggiori sono sempre state umane
La debolezza di non riuscire a vivere senza la luce del sole come
Accecante guida.

~

MEDITATING ON THE ETERNAL ADAGES:
Part II - "The Weakness"

The worst things have always been human:
The weakness of being unable of living without the sun as a
Dazzling guide.
Track Name: Human 2.0
“HUMAN 2.0”

Inutile compassione guardandomi allo specchio.

Davanti ho solo i resti di macchine imprecise che qualcuno
Chiama ancora
Con insensata arroganza
Uomini.

E’ consolante ripetere che tutto questo è solo il prodotto
Di sfortunate coincidenze.

Il destino.
Solo una convenzionale giustificazione per i nostri
Errori.

~

Worthless compassion staring at myself in the mirror.

In front of me: only the remains of imprecise machines that someone with
Meaningless Arrogance
Still calls
Humans.

It's comforting to repeat to myself that all this is only a product
Of unfortunate coincidences.

Destiny.
Only a conventional justification for our
Wrongs.
Track Name: Aspettandone Uno Vivo
“ASPETTANDONE UNO VIVO”

A volte vorrei dormire per giorni.
Non assistere soltanto per un attimo al macabro spettacolo della vostra autodistruzione.
Mi sputi in faccia con orgoglio il tuo lento ed irresistibile suicidio.
Rispondo soltanto col disprezzo.

~
“WAITING FOR ONE ALIVE”

Sometimes I would like to sleep for days.
Without attending, even just for a moment, the grim sight of your selfdestruction.
With pride you' re throwing in my face your slow and irresistible suicide.
My answer is only scorn.
Track Name: Per Le Tue Lacrime
“PER LE TUE LACRIME”

Abbracciati all'indifferenza,
nella costrizione di una libera scelta,
soffocando tra discorsi pacati e strette di mano.

L'abitudine distrugge,
raccolgo quello che resta:
schegge d'odio, ormai, anch'esse
troppo poco affilati.

~

“FOR YOUR TEARS”

Cuddled in indifference,
Being forced to a free choice,
Choked by smooth speeches and handshakes.

Habit destroys,
I pick up what's left:
Splinters of hate, alas, these too, not sharp enough.