They didn't receive much mainstream attention for their first two albums, 2000's punk-pop Sussidiario Illustrato della Giovinezza and 2003's La Moda del Lento, though they were critically acclaimed.
Fabrizio left for perosnal and artistic reasons, after their newly produced and managed third album finally brought them more widespread popularity.
Now made up of leader Francesco Bianconi on vocals, guitar, and synths, Rachele Bastreghi on vocals and keys, Claudio Brasini on guitar, and Claudio Chiari on drums, the band released La Malavita on Warner Bros. Italy in 2005. Mixing the romantic sounds of British artists like the Smiths and Depeche Mode with Italian composers like Ennio Morricone and Angelo Badalamenti and American acts like Television and Scott Walker, as well as with modern sounds of electronica and indie rock, the record gained immediate attention in the group's home country, resulting in an extensive nationwide tour.
I Baustelle sono un gruppo musicale alternative rock italiano, formatosi nel 1996 a Montepulciano, in provincia di Siena. Dal 2005 la formazione del gruppo si è stabilizzata a tre elementi: Francesco Bianconi, Rachele Bastreghi e Claudio Brasini.
Il gruppo ha all'attivo sei album in studio (Sussidiario illustrato della giovinezza del 2000, La moda del lento del 2003, La malavita del 2005, Amen del 2008, I mistici dell'Occidente del 2010 e Fantasma del 2013) e una colonna sonora (Giulia non esce la sera, 2009).
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Baustelle Lyrics
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Prendo solo forti dosi
Vivo male questa porca vita
Sono nella malavita
Spreco piombo
Il mio cuore l'ho lasciato
Morto, marcio, violentato, vivo
Esco, faccio sesso col revolver
Sparo
Giuro
E non ho più niente
Non piango più
Non voglio più
Altro che freddo
Dimentica
E scordami
E l'amore l'ho lasciato
Morto, marcio, disperato, nero
Ero coca, fa lo stesso
Faccio sesso col revolver
Sparo
Giuro
E non ho più niente
Non piango più
Non voglio più
Altro che freddo
Dimentica
E scordami
E non ho più niente
Non piango più
Ti dedico
La mia vendetta
E un buco di proiettile
The lyrics to Baustelle's song Revolver are emotionally charged and deeply personal. The singer describes living a life of desperation and malice, admitting to taking strong doses of drugs to cope. He suggests being involved in the criminal underworld and wasting bullets - perhaps in acts of violence or self-destruction. The line "Il mio cuore l'ho lasciato" (I left my heart) describes the singer metaphorically leaving his heart behind, dead, rotten, violated, and still living. He comes alive at night, seeking sexual release and violence in the form of a revolver, which he uses to swear an oath of some sort.
The second verse is similarly dark, with the singer announcing that he has left love behind, referring to it as dead, rotten, desperate, and black. The lines "Ero coca, fa lo stesso / Faccio sesso col revolver / Sparo / Giuro" (I was doing cocaine, it makes no difference / I have sex with my revolver / I shoot / I swear) suggest that the singer is using his weapon and drugs as a form of escapism, perhaps to deal with the loss of love, or as a cry for help. The singer seems to have nothing left, but his cold, unforgiving rage and his desire for revenge, which he dedicates with a bullet hole.
Overall, the song paints a bleak picture of a person struggling to cope with their emotions and resorting to violence to deal with their pain. The lyrics are introspective and relatable to anyone who has ever experienced feelings of hopelessness or depression.
Line by Line Meaning
Dico solo poche frasi
I speak just a few words
Prendo solo forti dosi
I only take strong doses
Vivo male questa porca vita
I live this damn life badly
Sono nella malavita
I'm in the underworld
Spreco piombo
I waste lead
Il mio cuore l'ho lasciato
I left my heart
Morto, marcio, violentato, vivo
Dead, rotten, violated, alive
Quando tutto dorme
When everything is asleep
Esco, faccio sesso col revolver
I go out, have sex with the revolver
Sparo
I shoot
Giuro
I swear
E non ho più niente
And I have nothing left
Non piango più
I don't cry anymore
Non voglio più
I don't want anymore
Altro che freddo
Nothing but cold
Dimentica
Forget
E scordami
And forget me
E l'amore l'ho lasciato
And I left love
Morto, marcio, disperato, nero
Dead, rotten, desperate, black
Ero coca, fa lo stesso
I was coke, it doesn't matter
Faccio sesso col revolver
I have sex with the revolver
Sparo
I shoot
Giuro
I swear
E non ho più niente
And I have nothing left
Non piango più
I don't cry anymore
Non voglio più
I don't want anymore
Altro che freddo
Nothing but cold
Dimentica
Forget
E scordami
And forget me
E non ho più niente
And I have nothing left
Non piango più
I don't cry anymore
Ti dedico
I dedicate to you
La mia vendetta
My revenge
E un buco di proiettile
And a bullet hole
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Francesco Bianconi, Rachele Bastreghi
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