Thursday, October 6, 2016

ANTALGICA - The new Alessandro Fantini's album

Alessandro Fantini - ANTALGICA

Between mind and body the pain is the invisible organ pumping blood into soul. 

Due to very gloomy circumstances occurred in my recent life, after the release of my latest concept album “Son of chasm” I started to work on several ideas linked to the theme of pain and suffering. Not just the notion of physical pain, but the metaphysical experience of sorrow and how humans deal with it over their lifetime: the pain of birth, of growing up, of loss, of separation,  of public judgement, of death. Hence, I decided to follow a more abstract creative route, without hinting at a narrative structure but trying to establish a pure emotive soundscape. My early plan was to develop through different styles the moods evoked by the first two instrumental tracks composed during winter, “Wealthy doom” and “Antalgica”.
Yet, as soon as I've completed the first instrumental draft of the song "Blazing frost" in December, I've started hearing a disembodied female voice flying over the icy vastness evoked by the piano notes. Suddenly I was overwhelmed by my childhood memories of the Finnish tundra depicted in some folk tales books I used to contemplate for hours in my bedroom, specially those illustrated by Rien Poortvliet, Brian Froud and Alan Lee. At the same time I recalled the ethereal unplugged songs performed by Anna Vihonen, a young talented Finnish singer I've discovered on the web a couple of years ago when she started following me on my Fandalism page. When she enthusiastically replied to my invite to contribute her vocals to this track by saying she was looking forward to experiment with electronic music since a long time, I realized that actually this song came out from the depths of a poetic ecosystem inhabited by both of us, so distant in space but so close in spirit.

So I came up with some lyrics describing the growth of a little girl from her kindergarten years to womanhood and I proposed her to sing in a series of songs where she had to play the character of this girl as a spirit of uncontaminated nature in her embryonic state, before facing the fear and distress of dealing with her peers and adult people, then with the pain of physical metamorphosis of adolescence and, eventually, the loss of her identity in the cauldron of social networks.

Despite the main concept may sound sombre and even pessimistic, the album is meant to be experienced as a spiritual healing therapy, a cathartic fresco made of sounds, pictures and words, because if music and art won’t ever cure any disease or treat human agony, it can be for sure a better medicine for the soul with no side effects or harmful ones. An Antalgic device helping to cope with the gap we have to cross between the two defining mysteries of our life.

1.Wealthy Doom (overture) 04:56
2.Antalgica 06:16
3. Blazing frost 05:39
4.Gartenmares 04:57
5.Mitosis 04:48
6.The Great Burden 05:20
7.Aponia, first movement 05:05
8.Aponia, second movement 08:14
9.Leaving Aphinar 04:36

Composed, performed, recorded and produced by Alessandro Fantini.
Lyrics, vocals and effects by Alessandro Fantini.
Vocals on "Blazing Frost", "Gartenmares", "Mitosis" and "Aponia (movement II)" by ARIANA aka Anna Vihonen.


Friday, September 30, 2016

The Great Burden

"The Great Burden" from the new upcoming Alessandro Fantini's album "Antalgica".
Composed, perfomed, mixed and produced by AFAN Alessandro Fantini.
Lyrics, vocals and effects by AFAN Alessandro Fantini.
Artwork by AFAN Alessandro Fantini.

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Aponia, second movement (excerpt)

AFAN Alessandro Fantini - Aponia, second movement (excerpt) (2016)
Excerpt from the new AFAN Alessandro Fantini's album "ANTALGICA".

Composed, performed, mixed and produced by AFAN Alessandro Fantini
Vocals by ARIANA aka Anna Vihonen sampled by AFAN Alessandro Fantini.
Cover art: detail from AFAN Alessandro Fantini's painting "The surrender of seasons", oil on canvas, 2016.

© AFAN SOUND, Alessandro Fantini and ARIANA

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Mitosis (excerpt)

Mitosis (2016)

Excerpt from the upcoming AFAN Alessandro Fantini's album "ANTALGICA"
Music composed, performed and produced by AFAN Alessandro Fantini.
Lyrics by Alessandro Fantini.
Vocals by ARIANA aka Anna Vihonen
Cover art by AFAN Alessandro Fantini.

© AFAN SOUND, Alessandro Fantini and ARIANA

Friday, August 12, 2016


My brother Fantini Nicola passed away in the evening of Monday, July 11th 2016.
The following is the translation of the speech I've delivered at the end of the funeral rites on July 13th.


When I was a child my brother Nicolino represented to me a second fatherly figure, the cornerstone of the family along with my father and grandfather. My parents and my grandfather could always count on him for the housework and the fields work. For me and my brother Giampiero, he was an incomparable example of honesty, dedication and kindness. He never spared himself when it came to roll up his sleeves and to solve large and small problems. He suffered deeply when my grandfather left us after a long agony 23 years ago. He has always followed with pride my artistic activities, often doing everything to help me in setting up my local exhibitions. He felt fulfilled when he formed a beautiful family with Filomena, with whom he shared everything until the very end, growing their son Joseph with the affection and the unique example of a father who was a friend, a confidant and a moral guide, an ironic motivator and a companion of adventures. Everybody respected and loved him as showed by the large crowd of relatives, colleagues and friends gathered here.
We will never forget the day he found out he had a lung cancer, an adenocarcinoma with pleural effusion. The doctor who followed him after the first diagnosis, told me that we had to stop worrying. According to him we had to accept the cycles of chemo that he knew were useless and harmful. We had to quit looking for more effective and less damaging treatments. We had to quit looking for famed oncologists. We would have been happy only when he would have passed away. The only medicine is death, he said.
Now unfortunately that medicine has had its effect. My brother has finally found the cure that we have sought in vain over 8 months in the attempt to fight the advance of his deadly disease and relieve his agony.
Yet, I'm afraid there is no medicine for the Disease plaguing many other people who will probably live longer than him.
This incurable Disease has many names: it’s called cynicism, opportunism, profiteering, indifference, individualism.
It’s the same Disease affecting the doctor who told me he loved walking in cemeteries, having fun by counting the months that remained to live to his patients treated with toxic substances inside his oncology department that was, actually, an antechamber to the morgue.
It’s the Disease affecting those oncologists who drive Porsche cayenne, take a tan at the Seychelles, play tennis, hold conferences on cancer research around the world, and earn hundreds of Euros just to give a bored look at the patient still unaware to be sentenced to death.
It’s the Disease tormenting those surgeons who like to appear on television to praise the wonders of videothoracoscopy and immunotherapy, but who don’t show up to recommend a treatment of antibiotics to prevent postoperative sepsis.
It’s the Disease that eats away those doctors who called “an extraordinary favour” the assistance given to my dying brother who, along with his wife, every week faced gruelling train travels in a wheelchair between Milan and Pescara, pushed only by the energy of despair.
It’s the Disease that consumes that nurse who scolded my mother and my relatives for bringing my brother to the emergency room ‘cause he desperately wanted to avoid death by suffocation in his bedroom.
May God have mercy on all of them because they are sick with no termination date and they don’t know it.
May God have mercy on those who still insist on not seeing or understanding, or worse, pretend not seeing nor understanding that the Sangro Valley, after decades of development and prosperity, has begun again to swarm with death as in the old age of malarial swamps.
Now I like to remember a September day of two years ago, when we went to the mountains and sighted a herd of deers in love, staying for a long time listening to their belling: I hope that now he’s climbing the highest and brightest peak following that call of life, so he will forever forget the deadly and cruel cackle of human hypocrisy.
To Filomena and Joseph I say that the family will be more united and stronger than before, because you will never lack the support, the courage and the strength to plan the future. The future that Nicolino kept getting turned on within himself like a flame until his last breath.
Because during these dreadful months, together with him we realized that there will never be any real cure as long as the Human Being will not be considered a World Heritage Site.
Afan Alessandro Fantini