Though they've never been properly credited for it, these terminally obscure Italian nutters were the first to execute an album length work of explicit plunderphonics. Having said that, you'd be hard pressed to find an album more inscrutable in both concept and execution, Magazzini Criminali here treating extended passages of Eno instrumentals from Another Green World along with The Beatles, ethnic recordings and a raft of other appropriated audio as just so many square feet of interchangeable aural wallpaper on which to splash extended passages of overlapping histrionic yammer on concepts of earth shaking gravity like, er...papaya juice concentrate and dancing in Ghana. It's maddening, baffling and oddly amusing by turns and to be honest, I still haven't the slightest fucking clue what to ultimately make of this thing myself. Come to your own conclusions.
Note: Many thanks to the commentator who straightened me out about the correct artist at hand here. Turns out that for years I'd been mis-identifying this LP as being by Crollo Nervoso, rather than it being the debut LP by Magazzini Criminali (the cover and spine are of little aid here). Now that it's been clarified, all the pieces are finally beginning to come together in my head. It turns out that their follow-up LP "Notte Senza Fine" was posted some time back on the Enatiodrome blog Here and that they're some sort of theatrical troupe turned musical ala Chene Noir, which would account for the conceptual dimension I was grappling with above.
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