In the summer of 2010 Andrea, Stuart , Emiliano and Dario meet up to shape a new musical project, giving life to prototypeLAB.
They came from the roman indie scene, bringing a baggage of various expressive styles, developed through years, thanks to many previous experiences. Stuart Franzoni (drums/percussions) took part as founder member of several roman and italian metal bands, such as Semeion, Corpsefucking Art, Lunarsea, Savior from Anger, Degenerhate, Perfidy Biblical, I Suffer Incorporated.
Andrea Fenili (guitar/voice) started playing guitar in the far 1995, being part of rock progressive/metal bands of the italian east coast, like Trashendenza (metal) or Rebus (prog). His guitar’s sound, both intense and melodic, underlines properly the vocal lines, creating deep suggestions and a really unique style.
Emiliano Guerrieri (piano/keyboards/synths) from 1990 took part to different rock progressive musical projects, with whom tested the mixing of his classical studies, attended at conservotory, using synths and electronic sounds of the latest 90’s.
Dario Tomasino (bass) shares with Andrea lots of the previous musical experiences, and brought in prototypeLAB a mix of rythmic ideas and harmonizations with an occasional electro-jazz taste The results is a sound as uniform as never equal to itself, rough and dissonant sometimes, but that’s how it wants to be, representing the different souls that make it up.
The four members live, meet up and compose in a small seaside town near Rome, starting point for every gig that they had during these years.
PrototypeLAB, even if born in recent times, have already took part to some of the most important musical festivals and contests in Rome and in the surroundings: Etruria Eco Festival / Etruria Indipendente ( 2012 / 2013 -www.etruriaecofestival.it), CrossRoads Live Club (2013 – www.crossroadsliveclub.it), Roma Comics 2011 – Palalottomatica.
In 2015 they published the debut album, “Mea Culpa”, self-produced between May 2014 and January 2015. The LP contains 8 original songs, written between 2010 and 2013, bringing more than 40 minutes of music. *
In 2016 Emiliano and Dario left the band in order to focus their energy outside the band and were replaced by Gaetano Savoca and the talented young bass player Giulio Rimoli. Unfortunately, due to a serious motorcycles accident occurred, Gaetano leaves the band and Prototypelab a begin to search for new musicians. The new 2018 album, completely writed and arranged, is now recording with a new lineup, made up of the guitar of Fabrizio Andreani (the “master”), ex member of O’Major, Maelstrom and Son of the worst italian pop-rock (SoIPR), and a brand new keyboard, Synth Moog and Hammond player, Marco Berni (Nosound http://www.nosound.net/, The Dark Side and Prog Rock Cafè)
Andrea Fenili
VOICES / GUITARSMember of: prototypeLAB
Past bands: Rebus / Trashendenza
Stuart Franzoni
Drums&ProductionMember of: Degenerhate / prototypeLAB
Past bands: Corpsefucking Art / Lunarsea / Savior from anger / Semeion / Violavenice / MgKeyLAB / i Suffer Incorporated / Rome in Monochrome
Giulio Rimoli
BassFabrizio Andreani
Lead guitarMarco Berni
KEYBOARDS / VOCALSMember of: prototypeLAB / NoSound / The Dark Side / Prog Rock Cafè
Got the sun and the light, able to scan day and light
alternation to grow up nourish the corn,
today he has a nasty gift planet which yesterday
gave us fruits now is angry with humanity,
just able to waste this priceless gift
Water drop, source of life
and of wealth in her shapes,
what is more plain and pure, all over in the world
Water is the eternal motion
that never should test and yet,
tomorrow we’ll struggle to gain one single drop.
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand we will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us
These are the ancient myths, almost forgotten
Mother earth is punishing us (mea culpa)
Mortifies mother shivering the earth by furious winds
storm of fire, upon the heads, we can’t find a way out
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand we will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us
This is what should be done By One who skilled in goodness,
And who knows the path of peace
Let them be able and upright, contented, humble and easily satisfied
Unburdened with duties and frugal in their ways,
Peaceful and calm, and wise and skillful,
Let them not do the slightest thing, that the wise would later reprove.
Let them be able and upright, contented, humble and easily satisfied
Let none deceive another, any man in any State,
Let none through anger, wish harm on the men,
as a mother protect with her life, her child, her only child
as a mother protect with her life, her child, her only child
Let them be able and upright, contented, humble and easily satisfied
Today is a porcelain sky
I found some ash in my pocket
and I don’t know why
Today I’m down on my knees
I know I’d never be another person
I know I’ll never forget
Could you forgive me?
Today I’m down at your knees
Why do you steel want to wait for me
Amber and the dust in my right shoulders
Some white lines in my forehead
Today is a porcelain sky… why do you wait for me
There is something in the air
Did you notice the wind
It whispers between the leaves
and I’m a tree
I know I’d never be another person
I know I’ll never forgive
Could you forget me?
Today I’m down at your knees
I was staring at the horizon Cold quiet autumn night
dirty skin and nails fingers and his presence in my bed
while i’m thinking i’d like to be…everywhere but not here
fresh clean linen And the open window
i’m staring at the skyline i’m not there anymore
thinking of friend of mine..and her future how’ bout mine?
and in the hot syrian night
where three muslims offered us cigarettes i met you
fake wedding for protection i’ll be truly yours, truly yours
and when the elevator stopped
i touched you and it kept stopping
i would it couldn’t stop anymore
not in my bed this night, why not?
there was a turkish bath in city centre
and your perfumed skin covered all mine
there was your new haircut
shaving bathing watching thinking of friend
of mine, and my future. how about ours?
no more my bed, no more just my bed
now i’m staring again at the horizon, love is a bush
i will protect you from sea salted wind and violence
and pushing refreshing embrace you and your scarf
and in the hot syrian night
where three muslims offered us cigarettes i met you
fake wedding for protection i thought i’ll be yours, truly yours
The big pebble in the far marsh
the stagnating dark water
..suddenly troubled in concentric waves
spread in all directions corroding the core of my pain
and the marsh grows again in a new pain
and the crying fills banks up
the only fixed point the epicenter
the only certitude the only way out
the epicenter the waves
sick and corrupted fondle tears through the narrow path
and the marsh grows again in a new pain
and the crying fills banks up
the sick waves violently meet..
irregular moves how unfixed are
the eyes path now deep and so burning
now disclosing the hidden secret of love to me
and the marsh grows again in a new pain
and the crying fills banks up
Oh seagulls are flying and you can see
at the end of the day
all seams so high and doesn’t seem to lay.
I am underneath the water river
choosing stones between the light
that falls like dust in sunset and I can see late at night
choosing stones between the light
choosing stones between the light
that falls like dust in sunset and I can see late at night
I give you beauty, bridled with pain
and fatigue, care and meditation
Something powerful, majestic, indescribable
Beautiful, clearly magnificent
I Play hide and seek with happiness,
Something powerful, majestic, indescribable
but it is this… just a breath
then it goes back and fro,
comes tickling you, and it’s torturing
it threatens you,
Runs, dances, loses it’s balance
dazzling sparkles
Something powerful, majestic, indescribable
but it is this in few moments,
then it goes back, and comes tickling you
and it’s still torturing….
Life always gives you surprises, great ones.
It uses to walk clumsy and lame
Then it runs fastly under the skin
velocities you can’t figure out
it uses to beat you up and keeps threatening cunningly
Then it runs abruptly
as it has never done
Then it falls scarily leaving
scars you can’t heal anymore
it uses to lighten you up and threats you cunningly
Beautiful Revelations
It stumbles and rises up, rests smiling and realizes
it has been too cold And in those moments it decides to give you warm feelings
Then it embrace you softly
It keeps you between its arms closer to the heart
And gently rocks you
patting your head, patting your head
it uses to beat you up and keeps threatening cunningly
Beautiful Revelations