Born in Bologna, Italy back in 2016, EGESTAS is a five-headed, multi-disciplinary hydra, who released its first album βOltre le Rovineβ last year via a number of DIY labels and supported it through a two-week Italian tour. Gloomy, forceful and utterly atmopsheric, the physically turbulent offering comes as an intriguing labyrinthine musical journey and proves the band to be a wonderfully heavy, bleak and artful project to follow in 2021. Today, we’re giving you a special music video premiere for the song “Trafficanti di ombre”!
“Oltre le rovine” was released in digipack CD format and digital on November 23, 2019 through ZAS Autoproduzioni, Choices of Your Own Records, Mastice Productions, Terapia Intensiva, Fresh Outbreak Records, Radio Punk, Spaccio Dischi, Disastro Sonoro, L’Oltraggio Autoproduzioni, Sedation Records, End of Silence Records, and Dischi Rozzi.
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The music video for Trafficanti Di Ombre has been conceived following two main trajectories: the first aims to tell the everyday story of the contemporary African migrant, as an actualization of the classical hero, forced by fate to leave his own motherland and subsequently to deal with several perilous journeys, through which he will have to explore the depth of his shrewdness and the extent of his spirit of survival.
The second aims to depict the place where lots of African migrants go ashore, that is Southern Europe, and in particular the Sicilian coast.
The images focus on natural locations that are being slowly but relentlessly erased by the senseless flow of the construction business, another result of the all-devouring capitalism.
Furthermore, the vestiges of the once called cradle of civilization emerge in the images, showing how our will toward self-destruction has reshaped these locations, that now are the “wargrounds, both socially and visually devstated, where the stranded migrants start coping with their new life in the west.”
In conclusion the video is an humble homage to the courage of these travellers, constantly fighting desperation with the hope of a new day rising.
βOltre le Rovineβ is a path of research and training, between shortcomings and deprivations, a lugubrious and harrowing proceeding that, telling stories of defeats and falls, always poised between end and beginning, death and life, like a phoenix or a uroboro, leads to a kind of Bildung. The texts chase the suggestive, ancient word, weigh it, and show off a nihilism clinging to hopes of eternity.
The sound feeds on all the influences of the line up and describes well a journey made of lights and shadows. To a prophetic and visionary black, to atmospheres suggested with post-black brush strokes, to reflective and intimate moments, the quintet, through labyrinthine and complex dynamics, arrives at crust and blackened hardcore restarts, intense climaxes and more urgent and feral moments. There are, in the middle, unexpected rays of light, glimmers of optimism.
Belonging to the Italian hardcore-punk scene, EGESTAS support antifascist and antiracists ideas. At the end of 2020, two songs have been included in two benefit compilation for squats and independent management and they are working on 2 other news songs to put out as a 10′ vinyl in June 2021.
Lyrics:
Shadows’ traffickers
I’ve betrayed every time
I’ve burnt every bridge
I’ve killed every friend
I’ve kissed the abyss
I betrayed
I cursed
Only myself
Every moment spent
was an outrage to the sky
to the sky
Now
I’m here with you
There’s no escape at this point
The mask is into pieces
These are scraps of one life
It’s a new beginning,
or an end
An agony without victims
We should run
we must run
Know anger
Handle calm
The disaster surfaces in you
Only one way
Never stop
Once upon a time I embraced evil here
Yes, there’s stench of death
Yes, the executioner is the fate
And it reigns here
Never turn
Never
The grief is oppressive and asphyxiate, like bora in winter
We thought we didn’t have a heart ’cause the pulse seems to come from the outside
Like blades we cut through darkness; lots of us didn’t make it, but many others are here.
There’s no solace in the landscape around but we feel like waiting, maybe it’s the last time
If there’s something in front of us, I’ll be the one to unveil it
There’s no remorse
There’s no guilt
I see myself in you
You’re not me
It’s unacceptable
Blood
The taste replenishes
Blood
Of my blood
May it flow to hell
Who’s god here?
A new sun won’t rise.
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