Distant post-rock signals continue to occur periodically as a warm sirocco wind, able to remain dormant and then flare and wane again. They come from what for years has been (and still is) the most “rock city” of Italy, Catania, from which the HC-B quintet has returned to emit their signals in the form of the third real album in over a decade of activity.
Great return of Catania HC-B., After the epic Soundcheck for a Missing Movie of 2009, make me once again goosebumps ears with five new songs. Rough came out last week for Hidden Shoal, majestic post-rock instrumental that plays repeatedly. Instant classic.
So once again it is a very strong sense with HC-B for kinematic and longing for the sound/image connection, that gives by implication, the sublime. This time, however, everything sounds more “rough”, rougher, more heartbreaking is the black color that is musical and existential if not music: see the reverberations of irreducible Three, the explosions in Deux febrile or the thrilling epic of One. It then slides possible lead us to fierce icy seas which are to crash on the rocks bristling (just “rough”) in what is a dramatic conflict between nature and feelings. Spectacular and chilling at the same time.