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The Dust: Tomorrow’s Light – l’opera dalle mille sfaccettature

The Dust: Tomorrow’s Light – l’opera dalle mille sfaccettature

Cari amici audiofolli, come nostra tradizione, procederemo con un track by track senza troppi preamboli e poi vi lasceremo alle informazioni aggiuntive.

Eye of Sunrise apre l’album con un’atmosfera leggera, solare e rarefatta, una ballata ben arrangiata con un groove invidiabile ed avvolgente che non perderà mai mordente per tutti i quasi quattro minuti e mezzo. Interessanti episodi armonici che sono lungi dall’essere ripetitivi, in quanto le sorprese non mancano mai, quando meno l’ascoltatore se l’aspetta. Nonostante il mood per gran parte soft, non mancano gli episodi rock, soprattutto alla fine del brano.

Sorry I Hurt You ha un’entrata ironica, esprime quest’ironia non solo nel titolo, ma anche nell’arrangiamento. Ma non solo, soprattutto nell’introduzione, come fosse un charleston rock pop che ricorda alcuni inserti di cabaret. Soprattutto alla metà del brano abbiamo esplosioni degli arrangiamenti in tutta la loro ricchezza, contrappunti di chitarra elettrica.
L’elemento che caratterizza più il brano è costituito dal pianoforte con i suoi accordi ribattuti che dona una cadenza vincente alle strofe, mentre i ritornelli si diversificano molto, arricchendosi anche di un tripudio corale.

Still The Same ci conduce nel vivo dell’album con una batteria molto complessa, stracolma di fill e variazioni, che ben si lega a un cantato che valorizza tutta la sua vocalità, tra funky, soul e rhythm and blues.

The Goal mantiene la durata di una forma canzone standard, ma in tutta la durata non trascura nessun virtuosismo compositivo, senza mai annoiare, l’energia non si disperde mai. Un progetto del genere dal vivo renderebbe più che mai. Attenzione, in questo brano, tra l’altro, abbiamo un passaggio di sassofono degno di nota. Si tratta davvero di un intervento raro nei dischi di oggi, dove i suoni campionati si sprecano, mentre in questo disco l’avarizia compositiva ed esecutiva degli strumentisti…crepa!

Tomorrow_s Light : ed eccoci alla title track, un brano che ci fa viaggiare. Auto decappotabile, strade infinite e deserte, percorsi in un mondo lontano, esotico, dannatamente esterofilo. Armonie che non invidiano i migliori brani degli anni Ottanta; ovviamente non quelli nostrani di bassa lega, ma quelli di grande levatura internazionale, come ad esempio i Police dei tempi d’oro, con contaminazioni sperimentali. Questa è una hit che andrebbe trasmessa in radio per alzare la media qualitativa.

Got To Get By colpisce per l’esplosione pianistica, ritmica, melodica, per gli intrecci vocali, il tutto sempre tra blues, jazz, pop, rock, tra Doors ed Earth Wind and Fire. Un brano con durata inferiore di tre minuti, di un’intensità incredibile. E poi dicono, con una retorica insopportabile, che non c’è più la musica di una volta.

Who_II Buy apre con un charleston jazz serratissimo e accenni di bossa nova, con tanto di fiati, un cantato femminile e maschile in duetto. 
Altro che Mario Biondi, qui abbiamo qualcosa tra Diana Krall e un Bublè in versione “underground” 

Blurred Dream porta avanti il disco non risparmiando ogni genere di contrappunto ritmico e armonico, con grande disinvoltura. 
Le voci, perfette, si divertono, tra note distese e ostinati strumentali, appagano profondamente la melomania dell’ascoltatore.

Dead Man Singing è un rock’n roll con le palle che farebbe ballare anche i più impediti. Tutto è fatto a regola d’arte, dal piano, alle chitarre, alla voce, alla batteria. Mai banale, mai stucchevole. 

Dear Son , dopo tante “piroette” porta l’album a compimento, come quasi fosse una sigla. Rilassato, ma non troppo. Stupisce. 
Dopo un minuto, cambia quasi “capitolo”, un altro tema musicale, un altro tema, un’altra atmosfera, proprio come un film. 
Le canzoni aprono mondi inimmaginabili, quando sono scritte ed arrangiate bene.

Che dire di questo album? Una scoperta esplosiva di cui si dovrebbe parlare, scrivere, continuare a parlare, continuare a scrivere, ma soprattutto ascoltare. E riascoltare.

 

INFORMAZIONI AGGIUNTIVE


THE DUST nasce nel 1995 dall’allora quindicenne cantante Roberto Grillo.

Una storia travagliata, fatta di continui cambi di componenti e carenza di strumentisti… Ma mai di passione.

Nel Maggio del ’96 arriva Gianluca Caberlotto alla chitarra e nell’aprile ’97 Andrea Salvador al basso. Migliaia di peripezie e nemmeno un concerto, ed ecco sedersi alla batteria Ivan Segat nell’ottobre ‘98, sostituito però nel 2000 da Paolo Cossi; con loro è finalmente possibile proporsi al pubblico.
La storia continua e nel novembre 2001 il traballante posto di batterista passa a Luca Somera.

Nel 2005 anche Gianluca abbandona, così alla chitarra giunge Andrea Gottardi
e nel 2006 Federico Gava alle tastiere, mentre nel 2007 Giovanni Scarabel sostituisce Salvador al basso. Due anni più tardi, però, anche Luca, Federico e Giovanni lasciano il gruppo, così la band diventa un duo formato da Roberto e Andrea… Ma anche questa line-up è destinata a non reggere.

Nel 2012 Michele Pin è il nuovo chitarrista, mentre Luca Somera torna alla batteria.
Nel 2014, però, la band ritorna a essere un duo, questa volta formato dall’inossidabile Roberto e Michele Pin. Dopo un tentativo fallito di “rifondare la band”, oggi THE DUST è un progetto
del solo Roberto Grillo con l’aiuto di musicisti ospiti.

LA MUSICA

Dal pop-rock al glam-rock e al blues, dall’hard rock alle influenze psichedeliche e progressive. Un’ecletticità compositiva che non si pone limiti di genere e strumentazione,
una musica che combina melodie accattivanti con ricchi arrangiamenti.
Glam, perfezionismo e grande presenza scenica stanno alla base della filosofia DUST
che trae ispirazione dal grande rock britannico degli anni Sessanta/Settanta. E i testi in inglese ne sono la riprova.

LE OPERE

2001 – in God we trust 2004 – Golden Horizons 2005 – cinema rétro 2010 – Portrait of a Change 2014 – Remembrance 2016 – The Inner Side

Oggi THE DUST presenta la sua settima opera autoprodotta: 2019 – TOMORROW’S LIGHT

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TRACKLIST

1. Eyes of Sunrise 2. Sorry I Hurt You 3. Still The Same 4. The Goal

5. Tomorrow’s Light
6. Got To Get By (Again)
7. Who’ll Buy (The Girl Is Waiting) 8. Blurred Dreams
9. Dead Man Singing
10. Dear Son

THE DUST is a Roberto Grillo’s project with the help of guest musicians. Tomorrow’s Light is an opus performed by The DusT.

Roberto Grillo (Ego)

Vocals, background vocals, tambourine, drums, hands, knife & can, bass guitar/strings/brass/piano/double bass/keyboards/hammond/synthesizers/clavinet/vibraphone/didjeridoo/triangle/ratchet (midi instruments), vocal extravaganzas.

Guest Musicians

Federico “Tich” Gava (piano, electric piano, hammond), Max Avrusci (acoustic & electric guitars), Gianni Fantuz (drums), Andrea Salvador (bass guitar), Enrico Casarotto (electric guitars), Michele Pin (electric guitars), Alessandro Bondi (electric guitars), Chiara Marcon (vocals), Antonio Da Ros (acoustic guitars), Lorenzo De Luca (sax).

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Arrangements by Roberto Grillo, support on midi instruments by Mauro Bortolani. Recorded by Roberto Grillo at Godeye Studios and Gianni Fantuz at Alternative Sonore. Pre-mixed by Roberto Grillo at Godeye Studios.
Mixed and mastered by Mauro Bortolani at Sherpa Studios.

Photo and design cover by Roberto Grillo.

Eyes of Sunrise

Eyes of sunrise, eyes of stars into the sea (Eternally)
There’s a rose that grows up on your face (It throws my mind away) In this world, alone together everywhere
You’re my blood and the spirit in my veins
You’re all

And you make me look through my heart inside You make me better, girl Eyes of sunrise

Make me live, make me feel full
I think of you and everything is your image (What a grace) I desire you more than Paradise (You’re my Paradise)

Tell me honey, d’you ever ask you why I am never wrong with you?
You make me better, girl
with your eyes of sunrise

Every morning, every morning you fill in all my mind Sunrise

Words by Andrea Salvador and Roberto Grillo. Music by Andrea Salvador.
Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, tambourine, knife & can, strings (midi instrument). Max Avrusci: acoustic & electric guitars.
Andrea Salvador: bass guitar.
Gianni Fantuz: drums.

Federico “Tich” Gava: electric piano.

Sorry I Hurt You

Maybe we couldn’t find
The right way to leave all behind (Oooh, give it a chance)
Cos behaving so deeply unkind Seems we made us each other blind (Oooh, give it a chance)

Fault’s on two sides But not when it’s mine

I’m so sorry I hurt you
I apologize, I will find everything I can do Well, I’m so sorry I hurt you
I apologize, I will find everything I can do

I hope it’s not late to work it out

Lady, dry up your eyes
Cos I really want you to smile
(Oooh, give it a chance)
When you’re ready this world will shine Of our past things won’t remain a sign (Oooh, give it a chance)

Do you see where we are going to? What is wrong will be right

I’m so sorry I hurt you
I apologize, I will find everything I can do Well, I’m so sorry I hurt you
I apologize, I will find everything I can do

I’m so sorry I hurt you
Oh, right, yes I know what I lose
I’m so sorry I hurt you
Science demonstrated my heart’s set on you I want you to know: what I’m singing is true! Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah…

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, drums, background vocals, tambourine, bass guitar/strings/brass/triangle/ratchet (midi instruments). Enrico Casarotto: electric guitars.
Antonio Da Ros: acoustic guitars.
Federico “Tich” Gava: piano.

Still The Same

(It’s up to you)

All you’ve got, well, you deserve it
Who d’you think you have to blame?
You tore my heart and soul, didn’t feel the shame Then you crumbled them until
There was nothing left to find

Sure, you planned and then you made it, uh?
You’ll never pay for what you’ve done
And more and more you’ll sink the blade
Silly girl, what’s in your mind? Do you really think it’s so? Mmm… then if you wanna try… well do it

So, did you make it?
Cos I’m still the same, yes indeed
Well, oh yeah, all you made these years, you made in vain (Oh yeah) Yes indeed, yes indeed, darling

(It’s up to you)

Oh, you’ve got what you’re deserving Not yet learned to apologize
And over, over time, over, you’re overdue Over, you don’t need to try.. yeah

(Dunna, dunna, dunna, dunna miss, oh yeah) Oh, I still recall you taking (Dunna miss, oh yeah) Me apart and how I still don’t know
(Dunna miss that time)
Cos it was always like a missing rhyme
Always, and still I really don’t know
But I dunna want to whine

Mmm… dopey, after all you’ve Not been able to change what I’m

So, did you make it?
Cos I’m still the same, yes indeed
Well, oh yeah, all you made these years, you made in vain (Oh yeah) Yes indeed, yes indeed, darling

So, did you make it?
Cos I’m still the same, yes indeed
Well, oh yeah, all you made these years, you made in vain (Oh yeah) Yes indeed, yes indeed, darling

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, drums, background vocals, bass guitar (midi instrument). Max Avrusci: electric guitars.
Federico “Tich” Gava: hammond

The Goal

Hey, hereby, of your self-portraying
No, I don’t feel the need today
Will the sacred flame of your art inspire Something better than a bray?

Showing, sharing, dancing all you useless ballets Seems you base your life on a continuous survey

Kill our brains with your keen design Oh, you made another victim
Don’t move, don’t sing, just moan Now you’re deep inside

Oh, we still want it

Showing, sharing, dancing all you useless ballets Seems you base your life on a continuous survey

Oooh, you say “All is fine”
You take it easy, but when you fall, who remains?

Showing, sharing, dancing all you useless ballets Seems you base your life on a continuous survey

Ah! But there’s a soul, down below
Another piece of you you put on sale
(“Ah, that? I think I’ll throw it away”) Ahahah… Hey, you gotta change in time, you Play an expiring role, you need a goal

(“The same old story again…”)
(“Oh! It’s a doom!”)
(“I dunno… I want something more…”)
(“What do you mean? Makin’ us your thralls?”) (“Oh, yes it is, I will enslave you all!”)
Guess… You’ve reached your goal!
(“It’s so cool!”)

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, drums, hands, bass guitar/clavinet/hammond (midi instruments). Max Avrusci: electric guitars.
Federico “Tich” Gava: electric piano.
Lorenzo De Luca: sax.

Chiara Marcon: additional vocals.

Tomorrow’s Light

Hanging around, with nothing to chase
Though in truth I’d like someone to leave me a trace So, me, healthy and hale
Well I’m falling, what I’m following
Just drives me insane

Wolfs all around, and they’re howling They just fulfill an ancient rule
And I ain’t got my hound
I don’t even know what to do

Just think that I wish you were

Here, you and I, alone, star gazing Resting from our endless fights With no other place to stay in Waiting for tomorrow’s light

Walking around mysterious ways Searching for a sense of my days
So real, this dream has much to reveal Well I’m falling, what I’m following Just drives me insane

Wolfs are around and they’re howling They just fulfill an ancient rule
And I ain’t got my hound
I don’t even know what to do

Just think that I wish you were

Here, you and I, alone, star gazing Resting from our endless fights With no other place to stay in Waiting for tomorrow’s light

Oh yeah…
Waiting for tomorrow’s light Please hold me tight… oh…

And I’m waiting for tomorrow’s light

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, keyboards/synthesizers/vibraphone (midi instruments). Michele Pin: electric guitars.
Andrea Salvador: bass guitar.
Gianni Fantuz: drums.

Got To Get By (Again)

“Take me home”: what you whished, she said But now how are you going to take her home? You just broke the car… you’ll got to get by again (Got to get by, got to get by)

Chemical rain that falls on trees
Waves that change our chromosomes
The planet gets hot, you’ll got to get by again… yeah (Oooh… Get by again…)

I will be at the doorway (maybe one day) You will be at the doorway (well it’s today) Peter will surely ask you something
What do you think you’ll say?

It’s known that one and one is always two (With six you make eight)
It’s not a matter of points of view
(Barium sulphate)

Up there high… you’ll must get by again

When sowing, be careful to avoid the rain Otherwise, what d’you think you’ll gain? Got to get by, got to get by again

Hold on tight, oh well, you’re gonna have to Win this fight, oh well, you’re gonna have to Play it – stand ‘til the end

What you should do is not lose control
Do you know how to reach this goal?
Well, try to guess: you’ll got to get by again!

Words by Roberto Grillo.
Music by Roberto Grillo and Gianni Fantuz. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, hands, piano/brass (midi instruments). Michele Pin: electric guitars.
Andrea Salvador: bass guitar.
Gianni Fantuz: drums.

Who’ll Buy (The Girl Is Waiting)

Oh, what a pity not buyin’ those shoes, they’re so devine!
Oh, it would be pretty if you were kind…
Yeah – Sure it would be silly to leave ‘em there, a thing so cruel! They are really pretty, the shoes for you – Oh, yeah…

Hey, the girl is waiting – You gotta be cool…

(Hey, fool, what d’you think? The girl is waiting for you?) Yes, I can wait
(Take your money, Bill, today you’re gonna be cool) Mmm… honey, money

(Hey, fool, what d’you think? The girl is waiting for you?) Mmm… yes I’m waiting
(Save your money, Bill, one you’re gonna be cool)

No, what are you saying? You have not to wait for it You’ve just to wear them tonight! Yeah…

Who’s goin’ to pay? Not me
You’re sayin’ I pay? That’s right!

No, you’re the man and you buy!

No! No! No! No! No! No! Hey
You swine! Ok? / You get used to it
Oh, not this time / Sure, babe
I want you tell me lookin’ into my eyes! / I won’t be paying this time Now you get back in line! / Oh… baby
Oh, well said / You’re so delightin’
I wanna see you crawl! / Take my loving
I’m not sure he understood / But not my wallet, darling
Hey… No! No! No! No! No! No!…
Yeah… not me… you pay… this time Oooooh!
No! I’m goin’ out of my mind… Oh…
What doesn’t kill, fortifies
Who’ll buy, bu-bu-bu-bu… buy

And still I’m waiting, yeah
Ooh, the girl is waitin’
Sure I’m still, I’m waiting
Those shoes, they struck me to my heart

Ooooh… What a fight, I’m still inside It won’t be over ‘til she has decided Oh… da-da-da-da…
Until she has decided…

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, background vocals, double bass/brass/toms (midi instruments). Chiara Marcon: vocals.
Max Avrusci: acoustic & electric guitars.
Gianni Fantuz: drums.

Federico “Tich” Gava: piano.

Blurred Dreams

Poor me, is this perhaps the meaning? Musing, I try to realize the whys

I lower the shield; so is this how it feels? All I want is some peace of mind
Rob, don’t give in even if it’s so uneasy
I think I’m living on the boundary line

All you were’s kind a blurred dream And seems not far to what now I’m I feel it’s like a mount to climb
So hard to accept it

All we were’s kind a blurred dream

Cold wind, come here, it’s time to wake me Cold wind, please make stop to cry

I lower the shield; so Is this how it feels? All I want is some peace of mind
Rob, don’t give in even if it’s so uneasy
I think I’m living on the boundary line

All you were’s kind a blurred dream And seems not far to what now I’m I feel it’s like a mount to climb
So hard to accept it

All we were’s kind a blurred dream

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, drums, bass guitar/synthesizers/didjeridoo (midi instruments). Alessandro Bondi: electric guitars.

Dead Man Singing

When I was a man, used to walk into the Land of Fears Never stayed still, always thought I would be killed (my dear) Everybody knew they’ve never been really cruel
And yet, I have to say my eyes were always two balls of scare

Then the death arrived, just for scare an’ not for crime (my dear) Never thought at this always thought I would be killed (my dear) And now, high in the sky, see you passin’ the line
Lookin’ to your eyes, seein’ you screamin’n’cryin’ (my dear)

So hidin’ inside your shell you avoid to meet any friends
Your mother, full of tears, search you everywhere but you’re here Yeah, yeah, yeah

Dead Man Singing, here he is
Dead Man Singing, don’t you hear
Look at yourself, now you’ve finished to wait for your end Dead Man Singing, here he is
Dead Man Singing, don’t you hear
Killed by nobody but we go on to tell our end

Many times I had thought I could back to the Land of Fears
To live another life: many children just a wife (so clear)
But who could be so cool to change his life for a fool
And who could be so strange to do for me my revenge? (my dear)

So hidin’ inside his cell he’ll avoid to meet any friend
His mother full of tears will look for his baby-son but he’ll be here Yeah, yeah, yeah

Dead Man Singing, here he is
Dead Man Singing, don’t you hear
Look at yourself, now you’ve finished to wait for your end Dead Man Singing, here he is
Dead Man Singing, don’t you hear
Killed by nobody but we go on to tell our end

Words and music by Roberto Grillo. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, background vocals, drums, bass guitars (midi instrument). Enrico Casarotto: electric guitars.
Federico “Tich” Gava: piano.

Dear Son

Feed your heart and so your mind Raise your soul and let it shine
Be unbound, this is the key
When you love, just don’t conceal Flee hate, overfly

Always there’s a why

I wonder if one day
I can tell, I can tell you this
Hey, these times, they work against
Well, sometimes it’s hard to read the signs

When a cloud, well, its rain, falls onto your life
You’ll be found by the ghosts of all previuous letdowns

No fear, don’t think everything’s lost
Heal your wound, there’s so much to live (Yeah…)

And the rain will break off Oooh…

How I wish we could be proud Of all the songs we’ll make

Feed your heart and so your mind Raise your soul and let it shine
Be unbound, this is the key
When you love, just don’t conceal Flee hate, overfly

Always there’s a why

Words by Roberto Grillo.
Music by Roberto Grillo and Michele Pin. Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved.

—– PERFORMED BY:

Roberto Grillo (Ego): vocals, background vocals, drums, tambourine, hands, bass guitars/strings/brass (midi instruments). Antonio Da Ros: acoustic guitars.
Enrico Casarotto: electric guitars.
Federico “Tich” Gava: hammond.

Special thanks to all the guest musicians and Mauro Bortolani for their marvellous work and disposability, to Giuseppe Rainone for his support on Tomorrow’s Light (song) synth sounds, to my family, my friends and to God, in whom I’ll always trust.
E scaldino il culo, ché ho pronto il calcione, tutti quelli che non ci hanno mai creDusto.

Tomorrow’s Light is produced by Roberto Grillo. Distributed on digital stores by 1479727 Records DK.

Copyright © 2019 The DusT – All rights reserved. ℗ 1479727 Records DK