Silence (as a din)
Silence (as a din) I [20:39]
Silence (As A Din) II [07:25]
Silence (As A Din) III [26:05]
Silence (As A Din) IV [08:12]
Release date March 25th, 2018 Databloem
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Music by Roberto Galati
Featuring Stella Talami and Sara Masiero
Mastered by Lawrence English
Design Theo Rabou
Music Won't Save You
Battiti – Flussi - Radio 3 – RaiPlay Radio
Concertzender - X-rated (4 feb 2018)
SILENCE (AS A DIN)
I am searching for a deep relationship with time and space. Not the time brought back to the present or conceived to satisfy the ephemeral needs of the moment, but the long and necessary time; the one in tune with the natural laws of this world. I think it is important to observe the majesty of nature and to feel its enormity, its grandeur; it helps to remember our transitional and passenger nature, our relentless fall in a silence that has no end and no beginning.
Western men have exasperated so much their run to action - namely to the artificial, to the rational, to the urban - to believe that these were the only ways to respond to the elusive muteness of things. Deluded into believing that only actions may lead the way to forgetfulness, we avoid to ask ourselves greater questions. We somehow forget that the existence cannot be made of tenacious commitment or of cunning inventive. It also takes breaks and closures in solitude: that is when and where the questions arise.
In order to bring in everyday life the experience of “suspended time”, we need to contemplate in silence, out of time.
In search for silence, peacefully sinking in environments that allow a physical connection to the real world, I feed my need to understand and to learn.
In places where everything is white and covered with ice, space absorbs time and materializes it into sublime expanses. The vastness transfigures the human being into fragment, into a shred placed within a limited time, but inserted in the eternity of a prospect that extends as far as the eye can see, and beyond.
The duplication of an Original Unit featured by opposite principles seems to have here its most obvious and pure manifestation: where everything is covered with ice, where endless stretches of white snow are overwhelmed by a deafening silence. The absence of sounds is as disorienting as the excess of sounds.
In these places I try to grasp the meaning of the dominance of time on the Eternal
Gansu, Qinghai, Xinjiang, Kirghizistan