MAX NOCCO - In un lampo il giorno

Contemplating dawn, dusk, the countryside, the sea, the vastness of a horizon while all around everything flows shamefully on amid the general artificial chaos. That, more or less, is the escape route longed for across the eleven pieces of "In un lampo il giorno". Salento-based multi-instrumentalist Max Nocco, here under the stage name LAMINA, draws in sound what could be described as an electronic shortcut away from daily hustle. A path where one might run into the smiling ghost of Klaus Wiese as he drifts, silent and disoriented, through some present-day Berlin club ("Moviola"), or the plays of light of Future Sound Of London ("morniNg"), or a Tomita reflected in a stream amid trees and birds in celebration ("Tatami").

Nocco approaches progressive electronic music in a meditative key after co-curating collections built on more or less straight beats, like the two wonderful volumes of "Dischi Spranti" released between 2023 and 2025. But that's not all. In "Guerra sonora" and "Buk" (a duo with Massimo Colazzo, telling of places to go together and hells to survive, drawing on the verses of Charles Bukowski's "Fuori posto") industrial echoes surface, à la Autechre, so to speak, before a dozing bucolic digression in the style of Colleen smooths everything over once again ("Corde a strappi").

So light and shadow, in a steady flow of scattered moods that collide in unison, yielding a mosaic of sensations that seem disconnected from one another but that fully convey the breadth of Nocco's thinking and of a touch on the machines as delicate ("Delicatessen") as it is intricate.

"I was near Castiglione d'Otranto (Lecce), deep countryside, at dawn a few years back. I stop, switch off the car engine. Without getting out, also because the cold was biting, I take this shot with my phone. And it's exactly in that moment that 'In un lampo il giorno' is born. Somewhere, maybe right near you, LAMINA wakes up and starts to breathe. Just enough time for a coffee, for the daily murmur, for dusting off the best yellowed memories. Almost always just before the rain, during the passing of a frequency, in the slow breath of something about to happen. Who knows, maybe right near you", Max Nocco recounts.

The album closes with "Isola Spazio", a sort of spoken-word piece in an avant-garde setting featuring the voices of the Judica Cordiglia brothers, who in 1961 claimed to have picked up alleged signals coming from the earliest satellites, both Soviet and American. It's a coup de théâtre that further elevates the soul of an album to be listened to without pause, between one wave of static and the next, or whenever the murmur of the wind wraps around the room.

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17/03/2026