Rossana is the name of a loved one who has passed away. ROSSANA is the new electro avant-pop concept album by Francesco Perissi XO – producer, sound designer and multi-instrumentalist from Florence – out on September 18, 2020 and anticipated today by the first single wordless, premiered on Son Of Marketing.
“ROSSANA is the pretext to connect mind and soul, complex and more instinctive musical elaborations, reaching a moment in which the pain of absence becomes liberation” (Francesco Perissi XO).
ROSSANA contains a symbolic imagery of the emotional sphere of affectivity, often marked by destructive and constructive impulses. Mourning can be defined as the psychological state following the loss of someone or something which has been a significant and integral part of existence. “The loss can be referred to an external object, such as the death of a person, a geographical separation, the abandonment of a place, or to an internal one, such as the closing of a perspective, the lossof one’s social image, a personal failure and similar” (Umberto Galimberti, Psychology). The description of these processes occurs through five progressive phases, borrowed from Swiss psychiatrist Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (1926-2004), describing the overcoming of a traumatic event: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance. In ROSSANA each phase is represented in its sensations by two tracks, for a total of ten tracks, with the idea of a “cathartic” dimension of music that, in this case, moves between avant-garde of feelings, dark pop song-form, IDM and minimalism.
The title wordless is inspired by a 2001 film by the Cohen brothers, The Man Who Wasn’t There, and in particular by a phrase from Ed Crane’s final monologue, starring Billy Bob Thornton: “There I can tell you all things who have no words here“. We are in the midst of the denial phase and the nature of the composition suggests that the traumatic event leaves us dumbfounded because we cannot rationally grasp its meaning. Two simple phrases repeated to the point of exhaustion, melodically and vocally very essential, almost in a mantra, paint a state of trance caused by shock. “You belong to me, I have the smell of you. Till the end“. Physical contact, of whatever nature, deludes us that there is no fleeting experience.
