Nico

Vascellari

Vittorio Veneto, 1976

Nico & The Vascellaris | 2005

Nico & The Vascellaris, 2005
(Lambda print on Plexiglass)
cm 50 x 75
Galleria Civica di Trento
Foto: Ela Bialkowska


My whole family took part in this performance project. I first took my mother, my father and my sister to a recording studio and asked each of them to play a different instrument. The rhythmical section was my father Aurelio (drum) and my mother Paola (bass guitar) duty. My sister Giovanna played the guitar. None of them had ever touched an instrument before that day. Together we recorded “Hotel”, the first and last song of the band I’ve given the name “Nico & The Vascellaris”. The performance was presented at The First International Prize For Performance, initiated by Galleria Civica di Trento, in front of almost 400 hundred people. The action took place in a large room that I left in total darkness. I had my parents facing each other at a distance of almost 2 meters. With their hands they held a wooden plank above their heads. Under the plank my sister carried a pink neon sign that spells the name of the band. In front of her underneath the plank I sang over the music that my family had previously recorded.
Nico & The Vascellaris, 2005
(Lambda print on Plexiglass)
cm 80 x 120
Galleria Civica di Trento
Foto: Ela Bialkowska


My whole family took part in this performance project. I first took my mother, my father and my sister to a recording studio and asked each of them to play a different instrument. The rhythmical section was my father Aurelio (drum) and my mother Paola (bass guitar) duty. My sister Giovanna played the guitar. None of them had ever touched an instrument before that day. Together we recorded “Hotel”, the first and last song of the band I’ve given the name “Nico & The Vascellaris”. The performance was presented at The First International Prize For Performance, initiated by Galleria Civica di Trento, in front of almost 400 hundred people. The action took place in a large room that I left in total darkness. I had my parents facing each other at a distance of almost 2 meters. With their hands they held a wooden plank above their heads. Under the plank my sister carried a pink neon sign that spells the name of the band. In front of her underneath the plank I sang over the music that my family had previously recorded.

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