Cold as a February Sky

Galati is the moniker of Roberto Galati, a multi-instrumentalist whose musical focus centers on exploring the nuanced sounds of the electric guitar. In addition to guitars, he employs other instruments such as basses, synthesizers, and a violin to enrich his compositions with diverse textures and shades. Hailing from Italy and growing up between Padua and Trieste, he developed his musical sensibilities amidst the rugged terrain of the Karst Plateau. His artistic journey, spanning over more than fifteen years, draws inspiration from the icy expanses of Ambient and the abstractions of Post-Rock. Galati's discography is rich and diverse, comprising numerous solo releases and collaborative projects with fellow musicians. As a traveler captivated by the allure of isolated and lonely places, Galati documents his experiences in his Travel Journals (http://www.galatimusic.com/blog.html). The Karst Plateau, with its icy air, limestone landscapes, caves, and sinkholes, serves as a foundational backdrop for his musical expression. Galati, a meticulous observer, seeks the authentic and profound aspects of the planet and translates his impressions into a fusion of sounds, words, and images. Creative inspiration for Galati is deeply influenced by the frozen landscapes he portrays, marked by their expansive clarity, serene stillness, gentle silence, and profound emptiness. His compositions echo a timeless truth – the deep connection between humanity and nature. His melodies offer a subtle invitation to pause, listen, and embrace the beauty that surrounds. Rather than suppressing Nature's melody, humanity has the potential to enhance its resonance. The symbiotic relationship with the natural world should invite the global community to amplify its inherent beauty and foster a profound connection that extends beyond mere dominance. The majesty of the Earth is more than a spectacle; it embodies a sacred trust, a profound commitment that nowadays is slipping through the grasp of the human race.

" Gazing up at the mountain tops is like delving right into the secrets of the gods. Ridges, snowy peaks, rocky folds; perfection lies in the shapes of these endless stone formations, natural pyramids, sculptures. "The beauty of the world," I think, as I briefly immerse myself in this magnificence. Landscapes that seem to suggest nothing more perfect, grander, or more boundless exists; landscapes that unveil divine intangibility and human mortality. Suspended landscapes, crafted from rarefied air, ice, and vertical rock shining bright in snowy white.My gaze lingers upon the deep valleys carved by glaciers, where the wind furiously blows, and the cold inhibits almost all life forms. These mountains bear witness to the passing millennia, the long course of geological events, the sounds of glaciations that come and go, shaping valleys and slopes. Perhaps the Earth speaks in frequencies so abyssally low that it would take millennia of listening and sidereal distances to perceive its voice. Nature, divinely immense, embraces me; and I am part of Her.This profound connection served as the inspiration for my latest musical creation, 'Cold as a February Sky,' where the frosty echoes of a winter landscape intertwine and weave within the musical tapestry. Much like the month itself carries a chill that permeates the air and paints the world in an icy hue, the album seeks to summon the wintry essence and contemplative depth reminiscent of a cold February sky. It evokes the undisturbed stillness and profound void that echo through frozen landscapes, aiming to induce reflection on the fragility of this planet. The once eternal and sacred balance of these landscapes falters. I wonder if there's a spell we shouldn't break, as the delicate threads of existence unravel in the hands of time, and the weight of our choices reverberates through the corridors of eternity.We are not mere witnesses to Earth's majesty but keepers of its delicate beauty."

Roberto Galati, March 2024