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Donato Dozzy The Loud Silence

On his latest album, the Italian producer opts for introspective experimentation.
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Donato Dozzy The Loud Silence

Donato Dozzy’s new LP, recorded along the shores of the Mediterranean, is called The Loud Silence—a most appropriate title considering that it's an vaguely uncomfortable, anxiety-filled story laid out within a 38-minute run-time. These eight tracks creative a vast, forest-like memory palace, projecting a psychedelic yet introspective story on throughout its dark corners. And while it's engaging, tantalizing and consistently interesting, it tests the listener by wading through a foliage of field recordings and mouth harps to get to its core, requiring an effort which can potentially get wearying at times.

Thankfully, the most tiring bits start at the beginning of the record. Opener “Personal Rock” leads with more auditory questions than answer; it all shows off the producer’s bag of tricks way too easily. There’s a notable sense of isolation that is paramount to the album's identity, specifically in tracks that take the sounds of a mouth harp surrounded by the sounds of nature. But later cuts, like “The Loud Silence,” “The Net,” and “For Arnaud,” take the approach and create a natural comfort for the listener to accept their environment and blend in with nature—breathe it, hear it, see it and taste all at once.

The last third of the album has its flourishes—with “Downhill to the Sea,” the increasing tempo, along with its peculiar frequencies, may find the listener hoping for a lighthouse near their trip downwards. However, the cut ends just as business picks up and leads to a relief period of sorts. The innocuous penultimate track, “Concert for Snails,” acts as time to catch breath— water drips between the ears, and the creaking of doors signifies that the time has come to enter the memory palace one last time. Finally, “Exit The Acropolis” builds marvelously within its four minutes; evocative of a house crumbling with no one around to see it in a forest—the listener might leave wondering, “Who was there to experience it?” The answer that Dozzy gives us is clearly a personal one, which leaves the listener to choose if they want to pursue getting into his frame of mind or not. Either way, the silence from the end of the record will remain resonant, with each listening finding their own true way to gauge what this record can offer.