THE BAND
RESTLESS 1
// drums/synths/voice/lyrics
Based in London (UK), raised in Bologna (Italy), and guided by a stubbornly Greek heart, I’ve been writing songs since I was ten years old. Long before I had any technical understanding of music, I was already walking around humming melodies in my head and inventing strange tunes that probably sounded far more exceptional to me than to anyone unlucky enough to overhear them.
Over the years, I’ve drifted between drums, piano, and an ever-growing obsession with synths, layered sounds, and melodies that arrive unexpectedly at inconvenient moments. Songs have always been my refuge: the place I return to whenever I need to express parts of myself without worrying about expectations, crossing “forbidden boundaries,” or letting my inner child roam around unsupervised for a while. Music has become so woven into my inner life that silence itself sometimes feels suspicious. If an entire day passes without me humming, singing, or absentmindedly tapping a rhythm on a table at least once, I usually take it as an alarm bell, a sign that somewhere beneath the surface, something is emotionally out of tune. And yet, music is only one half of the story. My other enduring obsession is writing. In my more “serious” life I am a scholar working on that elusive force we call creativity. Which, in practice, often means trying to scintifically understand the same crazy chaos that has been following me around since childhood.
My musical roots are probably as geographically confused as I am. After more than twenty-five years spent moving between countries, cities, and identities, my influences have become an unruly mixture of rock, folk, funk, alternative music, Mediterranean melodies, electronic textures, and whatever strange sound happened to emotionally ambush me at the right moment. Somewhere inside that mixture live the emotional grandeur of Italian melodic ballads, the instinctive warmth and rhythmic pulse of Greek ethnic music, and the sharp melodic precision of British pop and indie. Which probably explains why my songs sometimes sound like several emotional passports trying to speak at once
Together with Restless 3, I also occasionally wander into the gloriously unpredictable world of children’s songs, which turns out to have far more in common with existential songwriting than most people would expect. I’m probably as obsessed with films as I am with music (an obsession I happily share with R2 and R3), and cinema constantly feeds the way I imagine sound, atmosphere, and emotional scale. Many of the songs we write begin less like compositions and more like scenes waiting for a soundtrack. As for the leading male voice you hear in most of our songs: yes, that is usually me, albeit heavily enhanced with what I like to call “synthetic vitamins.” Or, more accurately, “my voice on AI steroids.” A technological aid that has spared both our listeners and my dignity from several otherwise avoidable catastrophes 😊
RESTLESS 2
// bass/guitar/voice
I grew up permanently suspended between two opposite worlds, the product of both a geographical and emotional short circuit. My mother is from Rimini, Italy; my father is from Uppsala, Sweden. So somewhere inside me, the boreal forests of the far north coexist with the blazing sun of the Adriatic coast, Scandinavian restraint wrestles daily with Italian chaos, and the scent of the sea somehow gets along with a warm glass of glögg. It's a walking contradiction and, judging by my life choices, one that's still unresolved...
For years, I thought this duality was something to overcome. Eventually, I realized it was actually my superpower. In everyday life I can come across as a slightly unpredictable free spirit. But the moment I pick up a bass guitar, everything suddenly makes sense. People who know me often describe me as having a punk soul. The truth is, I've never felt comfortable belonging to any particular genre, even if, much to my own surprise, many of the songs I write are still fundamentally built on solid pop foundations.
My musical roots are just as mixed as my passport should probably be. I inherited the melodic passion, and joyful excess of Italy's Romagna region, blended with the spacious atmosphere and quiet introspection of Nordic folk music. The result isn't music that chases technical perfection; it's music that aims straight for the gut. I love songs built on contrast. I guess they're basically the musical equivalent of my (odd) personality.
I've been living in Stockholm for several years now, but I grew up in Bologna the city famously described as ("the Fat, the Learned, and the Red"). More than thirty years ago, that's where I met my lifelong musical partners, R1 and R3. Together we've written somewhere around 300 songs (I've honestly stopped counting), most of them still unreleased. Some of them finally found a home on “Raging Love”, the first chapter of an ambitious four-album project that we're hoping to release over the next six years. At our current pace, that almost qualifies as being productive...
RESTLESS 3
// lyrics/keyboards/backup vocals/percussions
I'm based in Bologna, where I was born and raised beneath miles of porticoes, with a heart that's always beaten to the unmistakable offbeat rhythm of reggae. Long before I knew the difference between a perfect rhyme and a syncopated bass line, I was already wandering the streets trying to convince the Emilian fog and the Caribbean sun to have a conversation. Somehow, in my head, those unlikely pairings always sounded like masterpieces.
Over the years, I've wandered back and forth between poetry and music without ever deciding which one I belonged to. Eventually, I stopped trying. Writing poems and playing bass seem to satisfy the same need: making sense of things that stubbornly refuse to make sense. Silence, on the other hand, has always struck me as slightly overrated.
My cultural roots form a wonderfully odd ecosystem. On one side there's my obsessive admiration for Derek Walcott, whose poetry could turn a landscape into a state of mind with effortless grace. On the other there's the communal spirit and irresistible humanity of Bob Marley, who proved that even profound truths can arrive wrapped in a groove. Somewhere between those two worlds live the melancholy of the Caribbean Sea and the restless energy of my beloved Bologna. It sounds like an unlikely combination…and it probably is! At heart, though, I’m always drawn to songs that move, songs with momentum, rhythm, release, and the kind of melodic instinct that quietly follows you around for days without asking permission. I love unexpected turns, catchy grooves, and tunes that manage to feel both immediate and slightly haunted at the same time.
For me, writing and making music have never been separate pursuits. They're simply two sides of the same obsession: cinematic scenes looking for a soundtrack, or melodies patiently waiting for exactly the right words before stepping into the light. Most of what I write is really an attempt to connect land and sea, everyday life in Bologna with the endless horizon of poetry. It's an ambitious project, admittedly. But, so was convincing myself that fog and tropical sunshine belonged in the same sentence