The Jackson Pollock

In the organizer's words:

Emily and Davide are the explosive duo Jackson Pollock from Bologna! In times of "plastic" music, they are the most sincere band ever, without artificial embellishments, without posturing, just themselves and pure music; there is never a feeling of déjà vu at their concerts, because their style is unique, fresh and powerful. With the drums boldly placed in the foreground, Emily lets her pieces collide as if she were playing an entire orchestra. Each song is like a new tribal dance, her vocals are mesmerizing. Davide fills the air with noise and riffs, an imperfect geometry that spins like a spiral of fuzz tones and overdriven signals. As they play, you can almost see a thin red string connecting them. What we hear are their untold stories. Using something akin to telepathy, they speak a secret language of sounds, telling each other stories about the past, the future, love and hate and everything in between, spreading infectious positive energy. It's really hard to put a name to the genre, because if you say "punk" you miss the far side of the moon, and if you say "garage" you miss the whole universe beyond. The story begins when Emily picked a pair of drumsticks out of a garbage can at a rehearsal, held them in her hands for the first time and played like it was her destiny. With no plans, they quit their jobs, threw their daily lives out the window, loaded up their van with a drum kit, a guitar and an amp and embarked on a long journey across Europe, just playing: They did what came most naturally to them as musicians. Emily grew up with the music of the 60s and 70s blaring out of the stereo at full volume, jumping and dancing barefoot on cold tiles and screaming along to the lyrics with her eyes closed. Davide dragged his shoes on the asphalt while running a walkman full of Sonic Youth and Ramones through the cheapest lo-fi headphones you could buy at the time; they took different paths but then collided in this beautiful supernova called "The Jackson Pollock". The name began as a joke, an imaginary band name written in black marker on a red t-shirt when days were still carefree and stages weren't even a vague dream; you find it in the drops of blood on the eardrums created by the furious movements, you find it in their art: simple and truthful at the same time, created unintentionally, without the question: "Is this art?" After a series of short releases (tiny windows through which you could catch a glimpse of their world), TODAY FOREVER is the first full album by "the Jackson Pollock". There's plenty of time here to reveal her heart through the 12 tracks immortalized on it, to let her emotions soar and draw the listener closer; a vortex that weaves together life and disobedience, the will to fight against all odds and the waiting for a wish to come true, two opposing souls, a heavy side and a light side, the darkness and a ray of hope, snake heads coming from the same body. Each short song is a vast, different world; caressed by the guitar and exploded by the drums, evocative vocals embrace the raw energy of their live set and narrate the beautiful songs behind it. Without following trends and without trying to appeal to a niche, their references are old arcade video games and Asian dramas that create their personal mythology. They create their own popular folk anthems and fascinations, combine HC violence with Latino rhythms and ride chaos like a dragon. This unique blend escapes reality towards a parallel universe built on fantasy, but you can clearly feel this fairytale becoming real as it is played with all its might like there's no tomorrow. These are real songs, you can hear them from a basement, they boom from the speakers of a pub while holding your beer in your hand, or they land randomly while spinning through the radio frequencies, music that tells of the common feeling that still makes us feel alive; Today Forever is the now that we have been waiting for in the past and that will be our future.