Emanuele Marchiori and Chiara Pomiato
Decalogue of Love - The Project
There are bonds that tighten, but don't really hold.
Words that lose their breath, silences that rest between a turned-on TV and dirty dishes, roads without stops, songs on a turned-off radio.
Decalogo dell'Amore is an album that was born from there: from the stumble, from the disenchantment, from the stubborn care of those who continue to search for each other even when there is no longer any need to tell each other everything.
It's an album, but not just that. It's also the process that generates it.
Each song was written, recorded, and narrated almost in real time, as a form of shared exploration.
We decided that the genesis has the same dignity as the result: this is why we accompany it with a podcast, an open diary where each song is traversed, dismantled, reviewed, and reread.
Because even the way a love is built — or a song — is part of the work.
We are Emanuele Marchiori and Chiara Pomiato, a couple in life and in music.
A love made of knots, of whys, of silences and messy rooms.
The Decalogue of Love attempts to tell all this without rhetoric. With poetry, irony, and truth.
With the knowledge that, sometimes, writing a song is the most honest way to be together.
The disc
Eleven songs co-written by Emanuele Marchiori and Chiara Pomiato.
An album that tells the story of love in all its nuances: the kind that holds tight, the kind that slips away, the kind that lasts even when it hurts.
Poetic lyrics, essential arrangements, sounds that cross urban folk, Balkan bluebeat, singer-songwriter music and fragments of domestic irony.
A sentimental map, rather than a manual.
An album that doesn't give answers, but shares questions.
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How to...love each other again - Discover the song
How do you...love each other again?
Text by Emanuele Marchiori and Chiara Pomiato
Emanuele Marchiori:
Music, Voice, Piano, Wurlitzer Piano, Melodica, Drums, Bass.
Chiara Pomiato:
Second voice on the choirs
Alvise Wiel:
Acoustic guitar
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - March / May 2025.
What is the song about?
"How do we… still love each other" stems from a question all couples ask themselves sooner or later: how do we continue to love each other after so long? The song intertwines two levels: a more sensorial one, made of scents, perceptions, and suspended moments; and a more everyday, concrete one, with laundry to do, ups and downs, small frustrations and tender moments. It's a dialogue between the emotional and rational sides of adult love, a snapshot of the routine that simultaneously wears you down and saves you. Musically, it has a French flavor, an intimate and cinematic flow, with an upbeat chorus that gives movement to this suspended question. At the end, a possibility: perhaps the beauty of love lies precisely in knowing how to rediscover ourselves within our imperfections.
How do you...love each other again?
I feel time passing by,
Between us
Between us
Those licorice scents
About us
They are ours
How to do it, how to do it
To love each other again
How many gestures of laziness
They are ours
Between us
Suspended responses to uncertainty
They are ours
They are ours
How to do it, how to do it
To love each other again
This complicated journey
That life has given us
Up and down, where's the laundry?
Routine…how many things did you buy?
Fill your home with your whys…
as things useful only to you
…and that's why we love each other
And this is what we love
Handbrake on the car that goes
They are ours
Between us
Gritting teeth in friendship
Between us
They are ours
How to do it, how to do it
To love each other again
This complicated journey
That life has given us
From the first kiss a little salty
to our messy world
I furnish my home with my whys…
..these are things that are only useful to me
…and that's why we love each other
And this is what we love
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Bombay - Discover the song
Bombay
Lyrics and Music by Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Vocals, Piano, Banjo, Melodica, Drums, Bass.
Massimiliano Magro:
Electrified classical guitar
Alvise Wiel:
Acoustic and electric guitar
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - June / October 2025.
What is the song about?
Bombay tells the story of a traveling couple, more fascinated by their own self-image than by the love they're experiencing. They wanted to see "a bit of Africa" and find themselves in Bombay: from the very beginning, we understand the superficiality with which they approach both the journey and their relationship. Between compulsive Polaroids, idle chatter, and a kaleidoscope of colors, scents, and contrasts, one of the couple slowly realizes that their embrace is more hypocritical than authentic. The city becomes a mirror: behind the exotic and the poses of an "atypical" couple lies a great emotional loneliness, that of a love lived on the surface, incapable of truly delving deeper.
Bombay
And we are here in Bombay
lost like never before
while we wanted to see
a little bit of Africa
If we stay here in Bombay
far from our troubles
with that scent that tickles us a little
You take Polaroids,
It's a movie that never ends
like our talking a little nonsense
It will be our unpleasant air
or a question of mimicry
that people imitate us a little
Leaving Bombay?
We stay in Bombay
like an atypical couple you know
and we brag in the evening on the street
Among the colors of Mumbai
a nostalgia that never goes away
as a coin collector
Bombay Elephant
metaphysical chai-colored truck
in Meditation between those who pray and those who chew
Loving each other in Bombay
in this kaleidoscope you don't know
how lonely it can be
a hypocritical hug.
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Other Roads - Discover the song
Other Roads
Lyrics and Music by Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Voce, Piano, Synth.
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - October / November 2025.
What is the song about?
"Altre Strade" is a song that recounts the end of a relationship through a dry, direct dialogue, devoid of drama but brimming with awareness. There are no elaborate metaphors or romantic illusions: here, two people reach the point where they must admit that their lives are no longer moving in the same direction. Their once parallel paths have slowly diverged, almost unnoticed.
The lyrics showcase the clarity of those who see clearly that love is no longer enough, and the disorienting surprise of those who arrive late to this realization. "Mancano gli stop" becomes a symbolic image of their inability to stop in time, to address the signs that could have saved them.
Now the flow is inevitable: the crossroads has arrived.
Other Roads
You know the streets aren't what they used to be
something has changed
the stops are missing
and our lives
they have already arrived
Pack your things and go.
you tell me: I don't know anymore
where to go now,
why is this a love in disuse?
The roads are now distinct
they tell us some prose
the outlook has changed
are diverse
it's time to face reality
because nothing is like before
let's stop at this roundabout
and we observe
everything we have
there are other roads
they are different
and the stops are missing
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Gassa d'Amante - Discover the song
Text by Chiara Pomiato
Emanuele Marchiori:
Music, Vocals, Piano, Drums, Bass.
Giulio Gavardi:
Classical guitar
Alberto Vedovato:
Trumpet
Tommaso Piron:
Trombone
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - June / July 2025.
What is the song about?
Gassa d'Amante tells the story of a love affair that is both refuge and danger. The title comes from a sailor's knot and becomes a metaphor for a relationship that binds tightly, consoles, and protects, but also risks becoming morbid, binding, and all-encompassing. The protagonist lives in an anxiety-inducing reality that doesn't represent her and from which she longs to escape: the only place where she feels peace is in the arms of her lover, in a bubble between them that excludes everything else. But it is precisely there that the greatest risk lies: surrendering oneself so completely to the other that one finds nothing alive outside that relationship. The song attempts to describe this ambivalence—beautiful and dangerous—of a love that envelops, consoles, but can also take one's breath away.
Gassa d'Amante
I am a polyphonic choir of thoughts
cacophonies of daily memories
and shreds of emotions.
How can I give myself freedom?
if I'm not free
and of this yes certain
I don't ask you for forgiveness
But I'll let you do it,
if with vigor and disenchantment
life surrounds me with fervent detachment.
And your lips don't give any space
and the words lose their breath.
We are intertwined in the bowline
that we don't believe in distant love.
The wind is blowing close to the wind.
And your lips don't give any space
and the words lose their breath.
We are intertwined in the bowline
that we don't believe in distant love.
The wind is blowing close to the wind.
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
The Littorina - Discover the song
La Littorina
Text by Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Music, Voice, Alpine Choir, Piano, Drums, Bass, Mellotron, Marimba.
Chiara Pomiato:
Second Voice on the Choirs
Alvise Wiel :
Acoustic and electric guitar
Small Orchestra 'Le Chincaglierie':
Viola, violin, cello
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - February / March 2025.
What is the song about?
"La Littorina tells the story of a young love, born by chance on an old train at a stop called "Adria-Venice." It's a song made of glances that touch between the worn brown seats, of cities that pass by the windows, and of that suspended moment when you don't know whether to get off or stay, whether to trust fate or will.
Inside is the lightheartedness of your twenties, the enchantment of first passions and the doubt that accompanies every love at its beginning: "Is it a coincidence or a choice?"
Musically, the piano imitates the tread of a train, while the chorus opens in a Battiato–Giusto Pio-style suspension, as if time were stopping to allow the two protagonists to decide who they want to be for each other.
The Littorina speaks of the point where every story begins: the moment in which one chooses—or risks—to board the same journey.»
La Littorina
The railcar speeds by
In the back seat of past love
They joined on the wrong train
And clashed several times in the sweat
Salty scents of a mad Venice
And coats open without fear
When you're 20 and you don't know pain
you look at it like faded dew
Confused, peeled and bored hands
from the window you want to shout his name
he asks you for kisses and distracted caresses
It's a brown panchina
Spring slowly yawns
The names of brave lovers
In the sordid chatter
Of outmoded sounds and colors
in the stale smell of an old wagon
We hide in the inner redness
And you don't know whether to go down or stay together
If our destiny
It's a call stop
In this vast countryside
Which runs forgotten
On the railcar and on our love.
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
I Want to Be Your Lie - Discover the Song
I want to be your lie
Text by Chiara Pomiato
Emanuele Marchiori:
Music, Voice, Piano, Chordette, Wurlitzer Piano, Synth, Drums.
Leonardo Marchiori:
Cello
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - July / November 2025.
What is the song about?
"I Want to Be Your Lie" began as a small eulogy to lies, understood not as malicious deception, but as a protected space in which to reinvent oneself. The narrator looks to "beautiful lies"—the ones we wear like colorful umbrellas under the salt of life, high heels on the cobblestones of discomfort—to illustrate how often, in adulthood as in adolescence, we need masks to find the courage to be ourselves.
In the chorus, desire is reversed: "and I would like to be your lie" becomes a declaration of love and admiration for those who know how to self-determine, even at the cost of building a different reality. Between minimalist piano and intimate cello, the song maintains a whispered, almost confidential tone, like a secret spoken softly between two people who choose to embrace each other even in their most fragile fictions.
I want to be your lie
You tell lies,
like colored umbrellas under the salt of life,
high heels on the uncomfortable cobblestone,
and they are beautiful!
They fly high
and they don't hide any secrets,
they stick to you like cotton candy,
you wear them and then…
They slip away,
like a faded dress,
with steady steps the lies
they preserve you and reshape you.
Because beyond what we are
We are also what we want to be…
And I would like to be your lie
And I would like to be your lie
And I would like to be your lie…
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Between Fog and Mist - Discover the song
Between Fog and Mist
Text by Chiara Pomiato
Music by Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Vocals, Backing Vocals, Wurlitzer Piano, Drums, Bass.
Andrea Garbo:
Acoustic guitar and lap steel
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - September / November 2025.
What is the song about?
"Tra nebbia e foschia" (Between Fog and Mist) is a song that recounts the most fragile moment in a relationship: the moment when two people realize that silence, unspoken words, and the fear of showing vulnerability are slowly eroding their bond. The images of the Venetian lagoon—the bricola, the fog, the muffled sounds—become the emotional landscape of someone who no longer finds their bearings and is groping their way through a relationship that no longer has any fixed points.
The fog isn't threatening, it's a state of mind: everything is suspended, everything is confused, and even time seems to slow down. The absence of "bricole" indicates a lack of emotional references, the need for a clear gesture, a presence that helps navigate this indistinct zone.
Then comes the refrain: “I confess to you, it’s better to die / even the foam at the bottom of the sea lets itself be discovered.”
Here the image profoundly changes meaning. It's not about surrender, nor about an end: it's a gentle but inevitable rebuke. It's the recognition that a relationship dies when one stops letting one's fears, weaknesses, and desires surface. It's an invitation not to rebel against one's own nature: because even what is hidden, deep, and submerged—like the foam rising from the seabed—emerges sooner or later. And this should also happen in couples: feelings shouldn't be held back, they should be brought to light.
The refrain thus becomes a statement: letting a love end means letting a part of yourself die precisely because you didn't have the courage to bring out what mattered, what could have saved that bond.
Foam is the perfect metaphor: in nature nothing is truly hidden, and it should be the same between two people who love each other.
Between Fog and Mist
A single post does not mark the way
in the middle of the sea between wind and mist.
Naked to your thoughts
flat filter the squeaks
of elderly early risers
I confess to you that it is better to die
even the foam at the bottom of the sea
it lets itself be discovered.
On the slow waves of the Bacchiglione,
I only control my fear
the perception of ourselves
It can't save us from being perfect.
I confess to you that it is better to die
even the foam at the bottom of the sea
it lets itself be discovered.
The chimes of my mistakes
they increase the intervals with baggage,
intervals of love,
sweaty caresses
I am the unsaid never revealed
that separated us.
I confess to you that it is better to die
even the foam at the bottom of the sea
it lets itself be discovered.
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Gossip - Discover the song
Gossip
Lyrics and Music by Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Vocals, Piano, Drums, Bass.
Chiara Pomiato:
Hearts
Greta Marchiori:
Bongos and choirs
Leonardo Marchiori:
Hearts
Alvise Wiel:
Acoustic guitar
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - May / October 2025.
What is the song about?
"Gossip" recounts the artificial construction of a love story, staged to be observed, commented on, and consumed. It's a song that plays with the imagery of magazine summers: forced embraces, glossy covers, seasonal love affairs that last as long as a weekly print run. Between seaside clichés and bitter irony, the song lays bare how fragile a relationship can be when it becomes news rather than a choice.
And Gossip It is also—and above all—the narrative of every emotional reality that measures its value through the gaze of others. Couples that seem to work only when they are applauded, validated, and recognized from the outside. Relationships that delude themselves into thinking they exist more when someone observes them, and that empty themselves as soon as the curtain falls, when the crowd disappears and only intimacy remains, often too silent to bear the weight of appearances.
In this hall of mirrors, the song shows how the public imagination can become a trap: the more we convince ourselves that we are happy “because of how others see us,” the more we lose touch with how we really feel. Gossip It unmasks precisely this: the distance between the image and the truth, between the love in pose and the love we no longer recognize when the lights go out.
Gossip
What will remain of a summer love
built for the occasion
that in all the magazines
rages with fiction
Exotic, summery, a little vulgar
in the patina of a newspaper
that smells like a barber
and also a little bit of hospital
Look…look how we love each other
for a while we believe it
this seasonal story seems true
even the news said it
Gossip, even the news said it
Athletic and tanned in tender forced embraces
veri come trompe l'oeil
on colored covers
trashed every week
Let's keep our love alive
but only until seven o'clock
according to the approval rating
of people who believe in feeling
Look... look how we love each other
for a while we believe it
this seasonal story seems true
even the news said it
Gossip, even the news said it
The umbrellas are closing
and the seaside newsstand
no longer welcome guests
of an editorial framework
And I'm here waiting,
What to do if you don't know how to love?
I saw you yesterday in a bar
in the Gazzetta dello Sport
occasional commentator
like our love
Look... look how we love each other
for a while we believe it
this seasonal story seems true
even the news said it
Gossip, even the news said it
And in the evening under the house
the crowd cheers us
screaming 'I love you'
and what do we do?
then we kiss
Even if we don't love each other
we believe it a little
a little with contempt
for the differences in cachet
and for not having agreed on the price.
and... look how we love each other
for a while we believe it
this seasonal story seems true
even the news said it
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Taciturni - Discover the song
Silent
Lyrics and Music by Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Vocals, Piano, Hammond Organ, Drums, Bass.
Leonardo Marchiori:
Cello
Alvise Wiel:
Acoustic guitar and electric guitar
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - May / October 2025.
What is the song about?
«Silent It's a song about unspoken words and a love that's come to an end, or is already over, that no one has yet had the courage to declare. The scene is that of a mediocre kitchen, with the TV always on to fill the silence, streetlights warming empty balconies, dirty dishes that speak of apathy and tiredness. All that remains between the two are external elements: noises, objects, habits that cover the absence of true dialogue. The refrain—"what's left between us?"—is a question left hanging, never truly addressed. The title comes from the final image: "taciturn as the flight of flies," an impossible quiet that actually reveals the restlessness of a love now consumed.
Silent
Sitting in the mediocrity of the kitchen
between dull looks and a turned-on TV
The noise and din of the evening
Attenuated by the usual aspirin
And we don't know what to say anymore
there's no point in trying to understand
what's left between us
The hum of the street lamps
that illuminate solitary balconies
it gives us that little bit of warmth
in our moments of grayness
And we don't know what to say anymore
there's no point in trying to understand
what's left between us
Idiosyncrasy in listening to words
buried in the dust of a trunk
Insomnia and dirty dishes
silent as the flight of flies
And we don't know what to say anymore
There's no point in trying to understand
What's left between us?
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Loves of May - Discover the song
May Loves
Text by Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Music, Vocals, Piano, Drums, Bass.
Andrea Garbo:
Acoustic guitar and lap steel
Francesco Fabiano:
Percussion
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - October / November 2025.
What is the song about?
"Amori di maggio" was the first song we wrote for this album, and perhaps for this very reason it carries within it the innocence, fragility, and inconsistencies of initial feelings. We wanted to tell the story of a cowardly love, one in which the protagonist lacks the courage to expose himself, to declare himself, or to truly grow within the relationship. He's a man who hides: he doesn't listen, he doesn't accept, he doesn't want to focus on his feelings. He clings to the other only out of fear of being alone. At the beginning, he asks for a "last kiss," but it's not a romantic request: it's the request of someone who wants to hold on to something despite not knowing how to care for it.
Then, halfway through the song, there's a sudden opening: a moment of truth in which the protagonist truly wonders if he himself contributed to the end of that love. We liked the idea that this realization lasted a very short time, like a gap that opens and closes again. It's a flash that saves no one, but it speaks the truth: sometimes what we never had the courage to protect breaks.
And we were fascinated by the month of May, the month of beginnings, of promises, of the first warm days, of loves that can blossom and fade quickly. It combines sweetness and precariousness. It's the reason why coffee returns in the song, the idea of "drowning" a feeling—something that's beautiful for a moment but then melts and disappears.
"Amori di maggio" is about relationships that began too early or ended too late, about loves that didn't have the time or maturity to grow into adults. It's a reflection on when love isn't enough, and on how difficult it is to face one's responsibilities without hiding behind illusions.
May Loves
Look, I'm your chimera,
take me away in the evening
in the bluest ocean.
I don't care about your climbs,
my wounds like roads,
If I'm lost, only you know.
I ask for one last kiss,
in our broken dream,
because I don't know how to be alone.
I prefer rust and bitter walks,
that lies without leaves burning,
you think falling in love is enough
to understand just for a moment,
lost in my rooms,
if I already left you
I ask if it was just a mirage
our love of May
of 'let's have a coffee'.
I hope it was just a mirage
our love of May
drowned in coffee.
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
Without You - Discover the song
Without You
Lyrics and Music by Emanuele Marchiori
Emanuele Marchiori:
Music, Vocals, Piano, Drums, Bass.
Alberto Vedovato:
Trumpet
Francesco Fabiano
Electric guitar
Artistic production and arrangements:
Emanuele Marchiori and Francesco Fabiano
Cover by Emanuele Marchiori
Recorded and Mixed by: Francesco Fabiano at True Colors Studio, Padua - September / October 2025.
What is the song about?
“Senza Te” is a song born from the silent observation of grief: it doesn't just tell of the loss, but above all what remains when a loved one is no longer with us.
The narrator walks through a house that appears empty, but is actually still filled with the small gestures of others: the daily "clichés," the obsessions, the sayings, everything that once seemed insignificant or repetitive now becomes a precious, and painful, trace of a presence that survives in objects and spaces.
Many lines work on suspension (“to tell myself that…”, “to imagine that…”), because the protagonist is unable to give an exact name to what he feels: some emotions cannot be contained within the words and remain suspended, like dust in the air.
The image of Monet's water lilies, painted when the painter was losing his sight, becomes the perfect metaphor for memory: the figure of the loved one is blurred, indistinct, but precisely for this reason more intimate, more internal, more true.
The refrain is the realization: “Then I realize that I am without you.”
The protagonist truly understands absence only when he stops clinging to objects, gestures, and illusions. His words—like "songs on a switched-off radio"—continue to exist, but there is no one left to listen to them. It's the paradox of mourning: what remains is alive, but no longer shared.
In the finale, the dance of the coffee smoke and those “footsteps that don't reach me” evoke the last thread of a dream, memory's last attempt to bring back those who can no longer return.
It's a sweet and heartbreaking ending at the same time, which speaks of the permanence of loved ones: even when they are no longer there, they continue to haunt our inner space.
Without You
Without you
How did this house remain?
empty but with your clichés
Suspended in the air telling me that…
Without you
What are these walls like?
bare but with your ifs
to imagine that…
Without you
My looks remained
like Monet's water lilies
to remind me that…
I know what it means to love you
To delude oneself and feel lost
When words fade in the sun
Without anyone to listen to them
Like songs on a radio that's turned off
Then I realize that I am without you.
Without you
I'm here to watch
those days that
they have remained out of fashion
and remind me that…
Without you
in the smoke of the coffee
a dance of steps that
they don't reach me
I know what it means to love you
To delude oneself and feel lost
When words fade in the sun
Without anyone to listen to them
Like songs on a radio that's turned off
Then I realize - that I am without you.
(C) Copyright 2025 Chiara Pomiato and Emanuele Marchiori.
This work is a gift.
It's easy to leave a material asset as a legacy.
It is much more difficult to leave an emotion, a gesture, a memory that lasts.
This album, created and performed together with our children, is the legacy we have chosen: a place of music where they can meet again one day.
Because music, more than anything, can preserve what we love.
An album that doesn't explain love.
It goes through it, song after song
The Songs of the Decalogue of Love
- How do you...love each other again?
- Bombay
- Other roads
- Gassa d'Amante
- La Littorina
- I wish I was your lie
- Between fog and mist
- Gossip
- Silent
- May Loves
- Without you
The disc crew
This album was born thanks to our small but large family, also made up of musician friends, kindred spirits who have transformed technique into poetry and notes into caresses.
EMANUELE
MARCHIORI
Vocals, backing vocals, piano, drums, bass, wurlitzer, banjo, melodica, mellotron, synth, percussion, chordette arrangements, artistic production.
CLEAR
OINTMENT
Choirs and co-production
LEONARDO
MARCHIORI
(12 years)
Cello and backing vocals
GRETA
MARCHIORI
(7 years)
Bongos etc.OR
MAXIMILIAN
THIN
Classical guitar
electrified
ALVISE
WHEEL
Acoustic and electric guitar
ANDREA
GARBO
Acoustic guitar and lap steel
JULIUS
GAVARDI
Manouche classical guitar
ALBERTO VEDOVATO
Trumpet
THOMAS PIRON
Trombone
FRANCESCO FABIANO
Sound engineer, arrangement assistant, mixing engineer, artistic co-production and electric guitar.
SMALL ORCHESTRA 'LE CHINCAGLIERIE'