#Eraldo Bernocchi

[twistedsoulmusic]

We're starting the week with a very special guest mix from Italian composer, arranger, and producer Eraldo Bernocchi. We're thrilled to share his mix, brimming with diverse music. Hit play and enjoy.

[simonwest369]

Eraldo Bernocchi & Bill Laswell

[oozebrain]

Dont Go Where I Can’t Find You

You were just never good enough. As you stood in the mirror and faced yourself the distant voice echoed in your head. It projected your insecurities, your failings, and everything you were told about yourself. These words cemented themselves so deeply that even when removed their roots left prints in the stone.

A hand snaked around your shoulder and you look up to see the familiar face of Art. As always, he stands by in silence, but his face is slack. The absence of his smile tells you he’s in tune with you. He knows today was hard, and he knows you aren’t handling it well.

He flicks his eyes from you to your reflection. Gingerly, he rests his hands on either side of your face and turns your gaze back to the mirror. You see the pair of you, you sullenly standing while Art perches behind you.

In one swift motion Arts fingers are in your mouth tugging at the corners. He forces you to smile wide, showing all your teeth and gums in a ridiculous gruesome smile. You widen your eyes in shock and this only adds to the effect. A genuine, though exasperated, chuckle leaves the cavern of your throat.

Art smiles in turn, allowing his hands to rest on your jaw again, a small, genuine grin left behind. His own smile softens. It’s a closed mouth smile, one that makes the corners of his eyes wrinkle. It’s a human smile, and one that evokes comfort in you.

You’re not alone, and someone admires you. Art wraps his arms around you in a protective gesture. He can sense your need and covers you, never taking his eyes off you in the mirror.

He sees you watching him and pauses. Art then stoops further and playfully nuzzles into the side of your face, his nose tickling your ear. Those close you can hear a sound faintly akin to a cat’s purr and it fills you with serenity. Here in the mirror you and Art hold one another, your other self forgotten. You find solace and are transported to a new reality, to the world within the mirror.

You breathe and he tightens his hold on you assuringly. He’s here for you, not just in the mirror, but in real life. You turn and nuzzle into his chest and he reciprocates. Though the stooped posture is awkward for him, he endures to ensure your comfort. You are completely covered by him. No prying eyes, hands, or cruel words could come within an inch of you. You feel invincible, safe, and accepted, and you know within your soul that you are all of these things when in his arms.

[sleepyearthbabe]

I was tagged by @norelorn to shuffle my repeat playlist and post the first 10 songs, thank you

• Don’t go where I can’t find you by Eraldo Bernocchi, Harold Budd, Robin Guthrie

• Waiting for blood by Uncle Acid & the deadbeats

• Hush by the Maria’s

• Apple by Cibo Matto

• Andromeda by Ethel

• Starburst by Yuki

• You took your time Mount Kimbie, King Krule

• Slomo Slowdive

• Céline by Amaarae, Kyu Steed, 6

• Estranged by Marissa Nadler, Stephen Brodsky

• The System of 1000 Lies by Morgan Delt

I tag anyone who wants to share music 💚🙂

[jkflesh]

Francesco Perissi XO — Wordless (Justin K Broadrick Remix)

Francesco Perissi XO announces a new remix release to celebrate the Italian EBM project’s tenth year, entitled “10,” due February via Blame Records/Guelfo.

Remixes by Justin K Broadrick, Eraldo Bernocchi, Naresh Ran, In A Slaughter Brain, OCD, Nigh/T\mare, Vittorio Di Mango, SFRMHL, and Kassidy Human Waste.

[fabceci]

Toshinori Kondo, Eraldo Bernocchi, Bill Laswell – Charged (1999 - Full A...

[listoroboto]

#48] Eraldo Bernocchi & Gary Mundy || Broken Masses Ambient/Drone

[toshootforthestars]

Eraldo Bernocchi, Harold Budd & Robin Guthrie  “Winter Garden“ (instrumental) 2005

[musicollage]

Bernocchi + Budd + Guthrie – Winter... 2011 : RareNoise Records.

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    Electronic roars mark the territory. They bark. Post-metropolitan flavor. Impenetrable stalagmites. Retaliation. The senses delight.

   Ruggiti elettronici marcano il territorio. Abbaiano. Sapore post-metropolitano. Stalagmiti impenetrabili. Contrappasso. I sensi si compiacciono.

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[simonwest369]

Daniel Gaudi - Maestro

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Blackfilm & Eraldo Bernocchi — “Dark Area Of The Night Sky”

[dustedmagazine]

Sigullum S—The Irresistable Art of Space Colonization and its Mutation Implications (Transmutation Ltd)

Active since 1985, Italy's Sigillum S has a very long history of inexplicable electronics exploration. This latest recording is no exception. Led by Eraldo Bernocchi, this album also includes Paolo Bandera and Bruno Dorella in the lineup. This time around, they appear to be bringing their harsh atmospheres to a space colonization theme, not that one would recognize that from listening. 

The band has always provided excessively long cyberpunk song titles, and the opening "Occult Storage for Pan-Dronic Glossolalia" is comparatively concise. Kicking off the album with wave upon wave of electronic hissing and buzzing, feedback tones, and noise, breaking apart to isolate a heartbeat pulse and warped vocal sounds until the noise re-enters, it's a harrowing trip through a field of sonic tension that sets the stage for the album. From there, the trio take the listener through a cornucopia of strange electronic fields. The years have perhaps given Sigillum S a glossier sheen to their instrumentation — even the outsiders feel the need to modernize kit — but it hasn't smoothed out their incessant restlessness.

The synth arpeggios that drive "Genetically-Engineered Insects" bring to mind the cybernetic pulses of a John Carpenter soundtrack, almost pretty with ominous overtones, but the creepy whispers and fizzing noises prevent it from ever becoming too friendly. Elsewhere, chugging beats dissolve into arrhythmic stutters and breakdowns, and "Through the Endless Streams of Satellite Euphoria" climbs out of uneasy ambience into a dubby bassline and freakout synth chittering. The piano of "Immortality" builds into an appropriately church-like feel, but its cavernous rhythm and distant chanting voices are thrown off by flitting, buzzing electronic sounds, perhaps hinting that God's territory is being overtaken by human invention.  

The band's statements are difficult to take at face value, perhaps, when they describe "sound... employed as a tool for mapping of neglected areas of the subconscious" and offer the album as a "morbid collection of unprecedented galactic novelties and forgotten sound archaeologies." But nobody ever said artists shouldn't reach for the unlikely, and you certainly can't find fault in taking steps toward a compelling interzone. The organization of audio presented in these songs doesn't lack for imagination or scope. Its chief challenge, in fact, is precisely the opposite: there's perhaps too much hither and thither, so only after repeated listens do the parts begin to cohere into a sensible whole. Even then, any given track never feels settled, and before you've made sense of a passage it's long gone and there's something new to consider.  

As music for exploring the questions of where space colonization might lead, and the inevitable changes to the human race that would result, the songs on The Irresistible Art Of Space Colonization... may open eyes to unexpected vistas, but it's best not to expect real answers. As if to accentuate the unanswerable, the album concludes with a riddle. The slowly bubbling beats of closer "Celestial Heliocentric Cultures" pull stretched synth tones along in a relatively sedate way until suddenly the song blows apart into the sounds of crazed, broken machinery, a malfunctioning space station computer sounding all of the alarms. The beats pound slowly as the chaos flies here and there, and the album ends with a moment of near-silence. Whether it's the silence of safety or the silence of finality is open to interpretation.  

Mason Jones

[jkflesh]

Justin K Broadrick remixes Francesco Perissi XO

"10" is the album celebrating 10 years of the Francesco Perissi XO project. 10 is the number of the tracks it contains: two unreleased tracks, one from 2012 (X01) and the last one composed in 2022 (VOLAREVIA), and 8 remixes from the second studio work (NDEr, 2019) and the last album (ROSSANA, 2020). The remixes are created by musicians who played a role in Perissi’s musical life (Justin K Broadrick, Eraldo Bernocchi, Naresh Ran) and represent the ambient-rock and attentive listening part of the collection; and by musicians who gravitate around the Blame rec label (Nigh/T\mare, OCD, Kassidy Human Waste, Vittorio di Mango, Michele Sfregola, In A Slaughter Brain) and make up the more EBM and clubbing part. These two aspects are intertwined in Francesco Perissi XO music.

The cover of "10" involved fans of the project who collected photographic evidence of commercial products, messages, children's games, alcoholic products, and original compositions from all over the world that contained the XO logo.

[burlveneer-music]

Eraldo Bernocchi & Netherworld - Himuro (on Glacial Movements)

An Iceberg is a large mass of ice detached from a glacier or from a floating platform of glaciers that drifst in the sea. It is in constant motion and most of its mass remains submerged under surface of the water. The goal of this new Iceberg series of releases on Glacial Movements is to describe through techno / dub music this huge mass of ice. "Himuro” is the debut album of ambient duo Eraldo Bernocchi/Netherworld. Composed and produced in two years of exchanging material and sound inputs coming both from electronic treated guitars and organic sources. The album lies its foundation on ambient, dub, space and distance. “Himuro" was an "ice cellar", a "'cold room" during the Edo period in Japan. The Kanazawa castle had one and after, during the Meiji period, these rooms were part of palaces. Often used for storing snow and keeping it during summer they had medical, food or ceremonial importance. During summer snow or ice kept in the himuro were sometimes sent from one castle to the other travelling as far as 500 km, relocating the "coldness". For months Netherworld supplied Bernocchi with a vast array of soundscapes and textures, an endless stream of feelings and emotions that the latter used to create the foundations of the album tracks on which constructed guitar scapes (often not recognisable), bass lines, harmonies and grooves. After month of collecting and creating sound inputs, Bernocchi started to carefully assemble what we now can listen on Himuro. A velvety sound creation constantly balancing between a rhythm approach and pure drifting scapes. 

Eraldo Bernocchi: baritone guitars, electronics Netherworld: field recordings, treatments, electronics