The second full length of the Brescian Sunpocrisy is exactly what should be pointed out under the nose to those who, stubbornly, continues to support the paucity of the Italian music scene, especially metal. The band from Lombardy proposes in fact a really evolved version of what for convenience we will define post metal, not doing full justice to the many facets that the album contains; sort of tricolor answer (but less schizoid and symphonic) to the brilliant American Xanthocroid, Sunpocrisy with Eyegasm, Hallelujah! reach something very close to perfection, it would be said, if it were not for the fact that stating this would end up precluding ours a further margin of evolution that, on the contrary, is widely understood to be in their ropes. The initial pairing Eyegasm / Mausoleum Of The Almost proves to be more than enough to photograph the skills of a band that ranges with ease between liquid and evocative atmospheres and post-hardcore outbursts, without frustrating the melodic inspiration that pervades the entire work. Eyegasm, Hallelujah! is a magnificent journey that unfolds seamlessly and, even when the road seems to become more tortuous, around the corner there are always sound solutions that encourage us to continue an imaginative and sometimes moving: after the brief instrumental interlude Transmogrification, comes Eternitarian to reaffirm how music is able to make our lives better, with several moments of true enchantment. After half an hour, which would be enough to sanction the success of any work, another 40 minutes of amazing music are waiting for us, starting from Kairos Through Aion, a song with a spasmodic intensity that, when it opens melodically, can remind the best Fear Factory or their most qualified followers Mechina, but that in reality is a very personal kaleidoscope of emotions sublimated by the impressive crescendo at the end, preparatory to the next Gravis Vociferatur, structured exactly in the opposite way, or with an initial outburst that dissolves into sounds more rarefied in its descending phase. Festive Garments is the harshest episode, basically, with its ascribable to the meshugghian progressive death, but still balanced by a compositional sensitivity that makes the song anything but icy in its development, all in preparation for the perfect and dreamy epilogue of the disc called Hallelujah! Sunpocrisy have two fundamental merits: they don’t have pause to dare but, at the same time, they don’t push beyond the limit of the reasonable their experimental vis, always maintaining an enviable balance between melody and restlessness; the album, then, seems to reveal itself in its splendor in a sudden way but, in reality, it reveals at every listening details that were hidden in the previous occasions. I conclude by saying only that, if I had listened to Eyegasm, Hallelujah! last month, instead of in these early days of 2016, for what it’s worth it would have ended up very high in my top ten, resulting without a doubt the best album released in Italy in the year just ended. But all this is basically something that can only be of interest to statisticians, the facts rather give us a band like Sunpocrisy that, there are no doubts, outside our borders we are envied: and we, within our tormented boot, what are we waiting for well open the ears taking advantage of such beauty?

2015 – Independent