DISCOMOSTRO - Oh no!

Born out of various experiences on the Lombard punk scene (Skruigners, BeerKiller, Guacamaya…) but also from the very real "life experiences" of frontman Carlame, Discomostro arrive at their fourth full-length with this "Oh no!". The charismatic vocalist is in fact the mastermind behind the lyrics and the main author of the music: songs deeply steeped in his own life, the world filtered through the eyes of an outsider, a "concept" neatly summed up by their bio, which reads "a mix of human wrecks devoted to hardcore punk and alcoholism, short, intense, direct and merciless tracks". Rounding out the lineup are Il Morla on guitar, Manuel on drums and Andy on bass: their crucial task is to develop Carlame's ideas into an aggressive, essential rock'n'roll that's nonetheless not without nuance.

"Oh no!" is their "cleanest" work, with all the necessary air quotes: the four don't skimp on either urgency or ferocity, delivering twelve gems steeped in rage and introspection; a record-breaking length by their standards, a "whopping" twenty-seven minutes of music (the previous "Mostropatia" clocked in at just eighteen!).

"Nudo", one of the fastest tracks, opens the show with Carlame laying himself "bare" in the lyrics: "Nudo col cuore in mano/ Nudo davanti a tutti/ Nudo senza ostentarlo/ Io, nudo, sono solo Carlo".

Stop-and-go dynamics, melodic hardcore punk, acid-tongued lyrics: Discomostro's formula is best expressed in the anthemic "Persi" and "Tuttocchei"; the runaway shard "Lima" lasts just 47 seconds, separating them from an emo-tional one-two punch like "Peperoni" and "Giada".

The past comes back, it never really left, it always resurfaces — like peppers, precisely, while "Giada was given a life/ that she never asked for and never accepted"… and she gave it back.

"Accanto" is a noise/spoken word interlude that quickly gives way to the steady march of "Tornerò", while "1996" recounts Carlame's fifteen years and "Buonjorno" is yet another no-holds-barred bout with the mirror.

Closing the record are the furious "Cactus" and "Persona", their longest track — which opens like a ballad and brings to mind the Battiato of "La cura", building into an exceptional crescendo of pathos and noise: "Ma io volevo solo proteggerti/ Dai mostri, dagli umani/ Dai capricci di dio/ Dagli scherzi della sorte/ E soprattutto da me".

Discomostro's journey continues, and like all Journeys with a capital J, its meaning lies within itself rather than in the destination.

Not bad at all for four hopeless cases devoted to alcoholism and hardcore–punk!

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16/02/2026