Pure screaming metal, Artiminime is a swirling, unbridled jam that continually wraps itself around. Restless, sharp guitar, drums and bass play with short circuits, while the vocals stand out in a psychedelic haze. “A perfect synthesis of the creative thinking behind the I Hate My Village project: we need wrong notes and we don’t care about time,” explains Adriano Viterbini. “The take is recorded on live tape, fuck Pro Tools. Our private experiment has become hallucination, rejecting sharpness and clarity in favour of manipulation and obfuscation”.

Artiminime is a taste of the spirit that animates the new album, Nevermind The Tempo: a record that continues to follow the band’s directionless and beyond direction. In fact, that of I Hate My Village is a misaligned sonic planet, which escapes the – and escapes from – the laws of music, inhabited by four eclectic and different artistic personalities, but capable of complementing and merging with each other, of allowing themselves to be contaminated and to go beyond all labels, rules and balances. This Is Pop? today’s song of the day is here for you.