Amycanbe – Wolf

If like us you missed it at the time of release, Wolf is the latest album from Italian outfit Amycanbe which is well worth taking time out to go explore.  Creating a magnetic blend of electronic/indie pop and shoegaze/trip hop, the Cervia hailing quartet mesmerise the senses and imagination with their third full-length, its music a potent seduction led by the temptress tones of vocalist Francesca Amati.

Formed in 2002 by drummer/keyboardist Marco Trinchillo and guitarist/bassist/keyboardist Mattia Mercuriali, Amycanbe became a quartet three years later with the addition of Amati and Paolo Gradari. The years since has seen the release of debut album, Being A Grown-Up Sure Is Complicated in 2007, its successor Mountain Whales in 2011, and Wolf two years ago with keyboardist and album producer Mattia Dallara now alongside Amati, Mercuriali, and Trinchillo.

Swiftly it is easy to understand why Wolf was well-received upon its release, the album from opener Grano a truly magnetic affair with moments which spark a rapturous response in a continual appetite for its sounds and presence. The first track smoulders on the ears straight away, keys and the harmonious lure of Amati a spatial kiss as electronic shooting stars fly. Hitting its optimistic stride, the song radiates warmth and temptation, slowly rising from its enticing slumber as an increasing energy infects its passing minutes though enjoyably it never catches truly aflame at any point instead continuing to tease and seduce with Amati heading the affair.

The following I Pay brings a familiar if undefined air to its craft and character; warmly hugging like an old friend with fresh revelations to share. As in the first, country rock seeded melodies entice and similarly bred breezes blow across its landscape, a bounty of imagination which increasingly evolves with unpredictable hues and twists before the more sinewy rock attributes of Where From cluster around the ever enthralling presence of Amati. With keys aligning darker groans alongside melody rich sighs under a web of guitar nurtured suggestion, the song grips attention even if not quite finding the ultimate sparks of its predecessors.

Fighting opens up with the minimalistic charm of Young Marble Giants before blossoming into a rousing yet still nicely reserved proposal with an eighties new wave air wrapped around the inspiring rise of keys bred strings. A track which grows to its glory over numerous pleasing listens rather than making an instant impact, it soon has the imagination aflame while 5 Is The Number easily captivates with a cosmopolitan yet intimate sway as great drama infests its bass and a matching adventure in its overall invention. As pleasing and striking as both are, they are eclipsed by Wolves and its creative theatre which has a touch of The Cellophane Flowers to it.

Through the deep pulse and electronic hum of the imaginatively eventful White Slide and the subsequent subtle melodrama of Bring Back The Grace, band and album simply hold ears like warm sirens while Febbraio smoulders in the same with a jazzy grace and salubrious flirtation as a slumberous atmosphere wraps wintery arms around the senses. Each leave pleasure in their vibrant wake before Queens steals best track honours with its glorious croon and an increasing roar reminding of bands such as Belly and Throwing Muses. The track is superb and only gets more potent over time to seal its status within the album.

Closing with the sultry instrumental of Orata and its swimming melodies within surf/psych rock shimmers, Wolf captivates with growing strength and tenacity as new depths are revealed with subsequent listens. It is not a brand new album but one those who love to be seduced by their music should seriously think about slipping into.

Wolf can be streamed and bought @ while you can check out our interview with Francesca Amati @

Pete RingMaster 04/07/2017

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The Mouth Of Ghosts: When The Sun Sets EP

The title track off of the When The Sun Sets EP from UK band The Mouth Of Ghosts, has enchanted and mesmerised us here for many weeks so the anticipation  going into this their debut release was greatly heightened. The five track EP proved those elevated expectations and hopes were still an under estimation of what was to emerge. When The Sun Sets is simply immense, a consuming and intense weave of atmospheric elegance and creativity brought with a sinister air to leave one immersed in darkened beauty.

The music of London-based The Mouth of Ghosts is generally tagged as a fusion of alternative rock and trip-hop and though that is accurate in many ways there is so much more to them than that. Their music is an emotionally textured presence which envelops every pore and thought with an elegance and shadow to ignite the strongest responses. They are a mix of the sky bound breath of Portishead with the indie cuteness of Daisy Chainsaw and the disturbed heart of Deftones. It is a unique and compelling sound which leaves one basking in intense beauty and swimming against a tide of inciteful energies and passions.

Formed in 2011 by guitarist Simon Langford and bassist Marco Italia with vocalist Alla Seydalieva joining not long after, the band began working on their distinct sound. Taking their name from a Dillinger Escape Plan song the band soon expanded as their sound grew its own evolving life with drummer Phil Page joining the end of last year and March of this seeing Valerie Deniz joining on synth and additional vocals. The Mouth of Ghosts is a band which lingers long after the final note of their music has given its final caress, their music once it takes hold is in every atom surrounding and within the mind and heart, the hours the title track of the EP has laid dormant within the senses easier to count than those it has erupted without warning within.

The song When The Sun Sets is pure aural majesty, arguably the best song to emerge this. Its initial restrained guitar play gives no warning of the infectious and deeply touching sound to come but once the voice of Seydalieva begins her gentle stroking of the ear and beyond, one is soon wholly hypnotised. Her vocals are simply stunning and she one of the finest singers to emerge in recent times. She has a range which only ignites fires of adoration and has a strength in her gentle and feistier intense delivery, which is unrivalled by most. The bass of Italia brings a vibrant shadow to the stunning affair, his presence adding depth to balance the solar embrace of vocals, keys and guitar imagination. The track is stunning, one of those songs you would cross deserts for, its atmosphere and darkly tinged breath an equally heated landscape.

The song still reigns supreme and heads the release in all aspects but the other songs making up the EP are no less impressive and involved for the senses. The following Patient is another slice of brilliance. It is a harder edged and shadowed track than the opener but no less intrusively consuming. The slow crawl of the song with the vocals teasing and taunting with verbal fingers of liquid gold, wraps itself around every part of the body. The song takes a slight breather midway to allow the gathering of energies to erupt into a raging fire of passion for a musical tempest of explosive invention. The track bristles and strokes with equal strength to leave one further breathless whilst deep in imagery and personal passions.

The next two songs World’s End and Close show the diversity of the band within their overall rapture of sound. The first is an emotive cry with a disruptive almost corruptive handling of the senses from the guitars and agitated rhythms behind again openly striking vocals. The electronic weaves offer comfort to words and ear to temper the corrosive sounds as the band show the skill and ingenuity of their songwriting and its realisation. The second of the pair is a shimmering haunting piece of imagination which bewitches as it takes one into an unsettling place of melodic grandeur. Again the band has a special ability to bring beauty tinged with danger and dark intensity as warm as the sun.

Closing with a cover of the Deftones track Digital Bath, a song which from its understated start evolves into another fully absorbing and remarkable wash of intensity, When The Sun Sets is simply musical excellence. The Mouth Of Ghosts is a band destined to greatness and we get the real thrill and honour of sharing their ascent.

Ringmaster 13/08/2012

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