Antonio Panzera: Crafting Haunting Soundscapes with Darkwave Elegance

Drawing influence from Deftones to Xmal Deutschland, Antonio Panzera's music is a gothic odyssey through whispered falsettos and expansive soundscapes. His compositions, marked by quick sudden falsetto upturns and spacious whispers, evoke a sense of wandering over desolate landscapes. Each melody drives and swings, conjuring images of isolated, almost disparate romance reminiscent of darkwave scenes that are both familiar and haunting.

Previously performing as Roe Green & Huskies, Panzera now steps into the spotlight with a unique sincerity and curiosity that feels both close and distant. His songs explore themes of wishing, dying, and the relationship between the seeking self and the 'I,' creating a sound that resonates deeply with listeners. Antonio Panzera invites you into a world where every note tells a story of longing and introspection.

Xmal Deutschland – Nachtschatten

Steel cages, howling beyond the nothingness hoping whatever beauty that lies far away comes soon for the suffering is becoming a temptation I may begin to hold tighter than perhaps I should, when all no longer seems to be for good. The rage, the shame, the sheer volume of my need to have faith in something. Nachtschatten welcomed a dizzying landscape that epitomized my desire to make real the nauseating but freeing abyss of the empty. I almost felt mocked upon first listening asking my self “are we being seen, are those fingers pointing?”. Instead, beauty prevailed thus I felt slightly less alone.”

Deftones – Knife Party (Deftones - Knife Party HQ)

“I could float here for ever. Oh, to suspend. When one does, when one feels the moment between, when one experiences the pressure yet knows where the next step may lay. Gracefulness, utter sublime gracefulness. The entire song pushes, pulls but all, to my ears, reaches a precipice gazing over oceans ahead once ‘I could float here forever’ repeats. I wish to remain in this moment, even for just a moment. I am lifted, solemn, sound. A cloud, moving with, alongside all others, silent, knowing but with arms open wide. Knife Party severs my need for greed. I feel appeased and forgiven upon listening. 

Fleshwater – Baldplate Driver

A youthful rush, a naïve & curious adventure. Upon first listening I remember wishing to share with others. Not because I had found something novel, not because I had fallen into a revolution but purely by impulse. As one often does when our eyes, our ears, our senses are still unclouded, we wish to become excited, to let it rise, to let our bodies move, vibrate. Listening to Baldplate Driver reminded my being to allow my self to rapture & consume my entirety spontaneously, without censor, without the need for comprehension, without the need to rely upon form to define what it is that I am about to realize. It’s a song I may well forget about in months to come but I shall be thankful for the glimmer of curiosity it inspired”

Grandaddy – Yeah is what we had ("Yeah" Is What We Had)

“For myself, Living seems given. Existence is suffering. To have an idea, to move towards, to believe, to continually act upon those beliefs thus to churn a sense of faith, a sense of faith so to remedy & incentivize the nothingness, the great unknown, that seems to only truly be. Suffering, ah yes. And then an idea feels as if it may be realized, all misunderstandings have been revealed, some sense of truth, purpose, ideal begins to form, some hope, one then looks upon oneself, breaths, rejoice for I am, for I is. For in this moment, I exist. Relief! But that’s it, a moment, a flash. One must continue, one must remain curious and continue movement. For desire isn’t satisfied, hunger always strikes. Another is always needed. Yeah is what we had, I sing to myself. For this is a song that both reminds my being of that want but also the breathlessness that ensues. Always panting, always desiring, always moving. I hope but what for? The guitars drift, the vocal almost apologizes. Thank you, Grandaddy, for this is a song that restores something. This is a song that allows my suffering. This is a song that saves”  ong that saves”