Natura Morta is the soundtrack to a film noir you are watching alone in a cinema.
The atmosphere is thick of darkness, full of stifling dust. The black and white motion picture reel is grainy, undefined. Slowly, you get sucked into the plot, carried by the jittery electroacoustic craft, disoriented by relentless drums patterns, sizzling cymbals, subtle synthetic decaying pads in the background.
This music is a rattlesnake, hypnotizing you before injecting his narcotic venom into your veins.
Favorite track: Oggetti Creano Forme.