Kleingott is a neofolk singer-songwriter project founded in Rome in late 2010.
Born as a game, it keeps growing as such – but who said that it should die that way too. Nor is it true a game in music ought to sound cheerful and joyous. Far from it.
As for definitions, I love to call this apocalyptic folk, although it may not find agreement amongst the purists of the genre, and the many who would expect to find here an italian variant of Current 93. That is the definition I simply like and which makes the idea of the music I play, regardless of any pre-existing genres classification: what comes out from Kleingott, like it or not, is something resembling primarily what I am. That’s all.
I’m Gerardo. Born in the early 80’s in a small village in the Lucanian Apennine and lived there till the end of the century, maybe I really keep inside that cosmic dualism between mountain and city, folk against punk, Eden and Armageddon.
I used to be a crusty punk for most of my life, and I’m nowadays a pointless graduate social psychologist, as well as a not-bad-at-all disingaged thirty-something amateur musician.
However, in spite of what is told, I’m pretty sure one can play neofolk without being a fascist: one can even live his whole life without fighting against or in the name of any damn thing – perhaps simply writing and playing and living his music, why the hell not.
I beginned playing for the real first time about three years ago, and after that, collected a minimum set of good enough stuff, I recorded the first crude demo CD at the end of 2011, followed in Autumn by the official (yet somehow even coarser) debut full-length Il sogno di Erostrato, quickly downgraded itself to a demo, in conjunction with my recent english-sung evolution of which Ballads from nowhere represents the first blurred outline, and Deathbed tales the ultimate promising achievement.
Now it’s up to you to listen, and perhaps judge. As for me, as the wise said, the artist’s mouth ought to shut while his own work speaks.