Armageddon Gigolo

by Spiritual Front

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Lute FP I'd call this 'Art Rock'. I hear early Nick Cave, Tindersticks, Sol Invictus, and a lot more. Poppy song structures with melancholic tones; sonically captivating, with twists and turns through the album. Lots of organic sounds, compelling vocals, this is chock-full of sounds to please the ear buds. Excellent album.
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Ruadhán Quentin Jarman-McElroy This record is magical. I don't just mean that it's brilliant, because it's that, too. It's not a phrase I use lightly, out off respect to the entities that work most closely to make magic happen. I mean that, intended or not, this album is literally alive on a plane of aether, and does things to the soul and world as one listens.

Listen to it, love it, but tread lightly, and if you don't, expect wyrd.
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TRACKLIST:
1. Slave
2. Bastard Angel
3. I Walk The (Dead) Line
4. The Shining Circle
5. My Kingdom For A Horse
6. Jesus Died In Las Vegas
7. Cruisin'
8. Love Through Vaseline
9. Ragged Bed
10. No Kisses On The Mouth
11. Redemption Or Myself

With this significant album the new era of the SPIRITUAL FRONT started. Aside of Simone Salvatori there was the whole bunch of musicians working on the record. The music was composed by an amazing composer Stefano Puri. He recorded piano, keyboards and synth as well. Electronic and acoustic guitars were by Jack Puri. Andrea Freda was traditionally responsible for the drums and percussion. Let’s not forget the additional beautiful instruments, performed by musicians of the Ennio Morricone’s orchestra.
The album contains the immortal hits “Slave”, “Bastard Angel”, “I Walk the (Dead)Line”. No concert is possible without those beloved songs. And even “Ragged Bed” and “No Kisses on the Mouth” are still possible to hear live from time to time.
“It is rather a post-modern, but innovative, mixture of Acoustic Pop, Folk, Rock'n'Roll and Western, somehow anchored in Nick Cave’s music or in Ennio Morricone’s soundtracks, all veiled in a romantic and bizarre dimension!” wrote the critics (of the kogaionon.com) back then. “Armageddon Gigolo was a revolution and lead thousands of music lovers into their nihilistic temptation, bringing passion and sweet pain into our lives.
Let’s remember what Simone said about the album himself right after it was released in 2006:
"I’m very satisfied about it…we worked hard…for a long time…i think it’s my best album ‘til now […] "It represents the suicide mission of a lover. Me, you, every person in this world condmend to love. To need sex, flesh, cum. Liquid. Sex is armageddon. Passions are armageddon. The end of our liberty. […] it grew day after day. It grew with me… and inside the people who played in it. My first goal is to be honest with myself. Spiritual Front represents me. I sing bout my life. "AG” is what i am… what I was during that period. It’s real music for real people.“

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released June 23, 2006

Acoustic Guitar, Guitar [Electric] – Jack Puri
Arranged By [Strings] – Sten Puri
Artwork By [Graphics, Illustrations And Layout] – Paolo Soellner
Artwork By [Jesus Drawing] – Rudy De Amicis
Artwork By [Make-up] – Simona Ruggeri
Backing Vocals – Alessandra Sammali, Cristiana Vignatelli
Bass, Synthesizer, Loops, Percussion – Fabio Colucci
Cello – Luca Pincini
Double Bass – Roberto Bellatalla
Drums, Percussion – Andrea Freddy
Lyrics By, Music By – Simone H. Salvatori
Mastered By – Marcello Spiridioni
Photography [Band] – Franz Benvenuti
Photography [Cover] – Giulio Di Mauro
Piano, Keyboards, Synthesizer – Sten Puri
Producer – Fabio Colucci, Simone H. Salvatori
Recorded By, Mixed By – Fabio Colucci
Viola – David Bursack
Violin – Pierluigi Pietroniro, Sonia Frattini
Violin, Backing Vocals – Matt Howden
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion – Simone 'Hellvis' Salvatori

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Spiritual Front Rome, Italy

Spiritual Front is an act from Rome. The style described as "nihilist suicide pop", although elements of neoclassical and rock music, melancholic folk, as well as tango are prevalent, along with a recurring experimental feel. From dark, wailing experimental folk in the beginning, the sound began to transform and grow, to where it is now compared to the work of Nick Cave, Swans, and Scott Walker. ... more

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Track Name: Slave
I'm a slave to who gave a name to my body and form to my filthy soul
I'm a slave to the money that burn my hands and to the profit and fatigue
To the mortal breath that bends my back and to the sperm vibrates on my body
To the blade that will cut the sour fruit and to the blade that will cut my throat and chest

You have to abuse me
'Cause I could have been so
And I was never able to
You have to abuse my sex
And tight your slipknot around my white neck

I'm a slave to the mother of all pigs and to the father of all my oppressions
To the will that erases my regrets and to my childhood and my hidden fears
I'm a slave to the light that gives a face to my weakness and to my fallen reign
I'm slave to the salt and the wind that will burn my wheat and my leprosy
Track Name: Bastard Angel
It's embarrassing to see you wave that flag when you try to give yourself a navigated tone
You fix your damp collar a wring of blood to your dick
You'd like it but it will not work
You try to make me feel guilty for never never having had
An identity, a defined and conformed middle class sexuality

All the uniforms are shit
All the ideals are shit
Love and this nation have forced us
In a chain of sperm and blood

A bastard angel will take me away from the fat tummy of God
He will be the precise sniper that will center my weak chest
A bastard angel will lick my wound while your hand will leave me
While your hand will leave me bleeding on the floor

Walk around my smashed skull; walk around my disabled strength
I don't want to die so I can see you your flesh crumble, your chest open
The right road's the lie of intellectual and criminals; love won't give life to
The children we've never had; love won't give life to this job that will bury us
Dissidents, passionate lovers, and combed proud soldiers
Don't ask me more questions because I have no memory because I never will
Track Name: I Walk The (Dead)line
Through your body I’ll discover the drug
That will mortify my existence
Through the suffocation I implore
That blasphemy named liberty

I’m your kind, idiot, lover
And the cruel blind selfish tyrant
You dominate me with your luxury
You bow my revenge with your annoying love

I’m walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed

I’m walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice

I owe you something my entire life
My wounded wet body, my useless charity
Among the illusions I’ll be the eternal one
Among the destroyers I’ll be the time

I owe you something for not been anything
For having been your sperm and money
Sign this deadline on my body
While I suck the nectar of the end

I’m walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed

I’m walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
Track Name: The Shining Circle
God will let me torn to pieces by his faithful dogs
He will raise my will to the ground
My bones are mud where you will curve

The severe sign of your command
I betrayed my ungrateful nation
I betrayed my only friend
I stepped on that white light on your forehead

I nourished opium with my courage
We are bound by the same drug
We are crucified on the same deformed sacred ambition

In this circle – I will close my name
In this circle – I will force this love
In this circle – I will clean your infection from faith …

My death won’t be more glorious than yours
No one ever will my defeated swallowed the bitter seed
And dark profile of your perfection

What’s the name of my saviour?
My knees will trumble
While I enter the kingdom of heaven
While I scatter my head with shit and justice
While you will substitute my first fear with the dogma
The road to devotion is the lobotomy of faith

In this circle – I will close my name
In this circle – I will force this love
In this circle – I will clean your infection from faith
Track Name: My Kingdom For A Horse
Give me the sharpest blade
So I can gratify my heart and my flesh
I forced you to love me
I forced you to believe me
A certain lover
you hide a silver knot among my rags
And an endless road for this exanimate man
I don't want servants
no strong legionaries
Take my first born
My most precious jewels
My wisest advice

I could give you my head and my strongest weapons
But may I grant the ever worst will of mine
Just for this filthy Instant
I want it now

My kingdom for a horse my love
My kingdom for your last breath
This the last will of a man
Who lost freedom and power
My kingdom for a horse my love
My kingdom for your last breath
This is the last will of a blind man
Who fought the most cruel god

I should know the streets I'm walking On
or the ones I never walked
I would want to obey your orders for once
I'll the be the wicked one
When you'll ask for pity
I'll be the most ridiculous clown
When you will ask me for justice
Ask me how I can let my kingdom sink For a moment
for a moment in your smell
There's a man who tells his story
And I should tell you mine
I should feel ashamed for not having ever done It
I should lay down and flatten out the vague borders
And the doubts of my useless life
I'm too old for being doubtful
Track Name: Jesus Died In Las Vegas
Do you think you'd love him all the same? Even if he'd lose everything faith too you gave your blood
and the rest of that ridiculous crown of all your rags for just one dollar you will ask men
to follow you and serve you to leave their lands and their fathers who will love you but cheaters and whores
maybe they will follow you the same but they will wait for a reward richer than your word.

Jesus died in las vegas and here the lights have the taste of his blood pain and regret.
Jesus died in Las Vegas and he died with the arrogance of who feels loved and betrayed.

Betrayed in a dim motel, you betrayed your friends and married a bitch for few dollars.
A cigar one day wedding three nails are enough to be part of history if one accepts it an one believes in it
someone will follow him and abandon flags and kings with sandals or a cadillac, you will have
his place but they will forget you and you don't know how easy is to substitute a god.

Jesus died in Las Vegas and here the lights have the taste of his blood pain and regret.
Jesus died in Las Vegas and he died with the arrogance of who feels loved and betrayed.

Nothing is more contagious than sin.
Track Name: Cruisin'
Be cruel with me and show me
The strength and the perfection
Of authority

Don’t let my heart become a victim
A victim and the executioner
Have the same perfect role

One inside the other
One on top of the other
The beast engraves his seal into my flesh
The angel stabs my chest with his golden arrows

I’m crawling on these streets until
You abuse my exhausted body
‘Til you make a sacrifice
Upon these violated doors

Your ivory seed enlivens our final carnal fight
And the conquest of this throne made of flesh and fascination

I’m slowly cruising until
Your last worst last desire bends my back
Wait for the storm to submit
My proud filthy love

I’m slowly cruising until
Your last worst desire bends my back
Wait because the best
Memories die fast

Without any word be clear
Without your breathing skimming my neck
I know your dagger and I will follow it

No kiss of fire for who betrayed my Adonis
And I will throw myself to your feet
You’re playin’ dices my virginity
Will this be the way of expiation
And the reward of my only god

I’m crawling on these streets until
You abuse my exhausted body
‘Til you make a sacrifice
Upon these violated doors

Your ivory seed enlivens our final carnal fight
And the conquest of this throne made of flesh and fascination

I’m slowly cruising until
Your last worst last desire bends my back
Wait for the storm to submit
My proud filthy love

I’m slowly cruising until
Your last worst desire bends my back
Wait because the best
Memories die fast

I’m slowly cruising until
Your last worst last desire bends my back
Wait for the storm to submit
My proud filthy love

I’m slowly cruising until
Your last worst desire bends my back
Wait because the best
Memories die fast
Track Name: Love Through Vaseline
Pretend to love my imperfection at least for a minute
Infect my dreams with your taste
You know how to enter in me
You know how to softly torture
You know how to torture my innocence
There's a falling bridge between my heart
And your upside down world

Let your saliva drip which I hold you tight
If only I had the capacity to reject my love
The crazy, the soldier, the weak and the heroes love
But not us my love
Your saliva runs slowly
Runs down on my body

I'll need a cruel master who will save my vicious soul
But a master I will hate or that maybe will save me
But I'll hate him save me... Come on
Come on... Inside me because this way you will save me
For a moment forget you love me
Push yourself push inside me
Because this way you will save me
For a moment forget you love me
Push yourself

I'm so disgusted by the victories
I never conquered
I feel sorry for the defeats
I am roughly headin' to
Love me all the same when i'll sing to you
'bout 'vaseline and lead
Look at me all the same when
I'll be jester of violence and pity
Track Name: Ragged Bed
You should let me rot
In this smelly ragged bed
It's not my will that I want back
I will count my father thousand steps
I will count my mother thousand lies

The marches of people fighting
The tragedies of emperors without crowns
I will never ask myself again
What's the meaning of believing in myself

Is there a reason to remain besides
My stray ideals of purification
Let me rot in this bed of crimes and sweat
Save from my empty nights of alcohol

And everytime your hands
Grasp my neck I feel saved like
Like the christ
Is this your courage?
Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dyin'
Without changin'?

I know how useless is to ask you to spare me now
I know how useless is to believe in the bold

Fascination of my sexuality
But what nails inside?
Is the ecstasy of your lifeless body
The decadent shine of your lust
I ignore the sense of perfection
The end is between our lips
While we deny love Its coronation
I want to embrace you
And forget the condamnetion that god inflicted us

Have I ever been free

And everytime your hands
Grasp my neck I feel saved like
Like the christ
Is this your courage?
Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dyin'
Without changin'?
Track Name: No Kisses On The Mouth
There are no streets for my heart
Nor voices can make my naked body shiver
But I need a slave
Who will stab me and a faithful dog
That will devour my body
Love me while I confided you my intentions
'Cos you know I will fail
Love my childish purity
'Cos you know I'd lick every sin your flesh

The limit of love is that
Of needin' always an accomplice

I've lil' in my pocket just some sand and some stupid truth
But enough to redeem your lack of style
And your vague sense of duty
My certainty falls while your saliva tastes like my sex
My tongue furrows your seals
While the night whispers our end

The limit of love is that
Of needin' always an accomplice
Track Name: Redemption Or Myself
I wrote in my ehxausted body
the comedy of redemption and lies
I role that I played so well...
That of the loser and fake
No mothers talked to me Kindly
No priest gave me consolation
What can your love offer to me?
What can my virtue give to me?

But no one paid me back
No one gave me my life back

How can continue my comedy
Without seein'me bleed on it
Adore the viles that adore us
Implore the gods that implore us
There isn't a hell without
Its own equilibrium
And a opera that doesn't kill his actor

But no one paid me back
No one gave me my life back

You deprived me of my conscience
And the word that will be action
And of the infinite sleep that will
Drag me through these seas
But I will run along these banks
That you traced for me

But no one paid me back
No one gave my life back