** by Brad Rose, 2005, Foxi Digitalis online music magazine
"Roberto Opalio forms one-half of the Italian dynamic
duo, My Cat is an Alien. To say that MCIAA has become one of my absolute
favorite groups in the past few months is a bit of an understatement.
During the past year or so, a period in which the duo has released a mountain
of space magic, Opalio also found the time to put together a solo album
that stands up to any of MCIAA's best works.
** by Eric Hill on Destination Out reviews, EXCLAIM! CANADA'S MUSIC AUTHORITY (CAN)
"As the oft-quoted This Is Spinal Tap sang outlines the "clever-stupid" dialectic, so it also goes in experimental music that a fine line exists between engaging and annoying. Italy's brothers Opalio, better known as My Cat is an Alien, arguably have unlimited passports to criss-cross this line with their whimsical take on space(y) rock. On his first solo outing, originally self-released on their Opax CD-R label, brother Roberto carries on the family tradition of improvising spacious, droning themes made from cheap looped electronics, metallic objects and toy ray guns. Recorded in single takes, the pieces have a meandering quality that fortunately keeps to the "engaging" side of the border, for the most part. The spectral quality, evident in the album's title, is sustained through sounds that suggest residual energy in empty rooms that collide against the objects, rattling their chains, in other words. This spent and evaporating force echoes through the deliberately restrained pace and limited variety of sounds. The last track is a literal chant performed mournfully and accompanied only by an open window, allowing the sound of rain, traffic and distant thunder to enter."
Finally, we come to a solo project by Roberto Opalio
[the more artistic half of the MCIAA duo?] called "Chants from Isolated
Ghosts". This is the most barren and the most effectively minimal
work out of this bunch of releases. Perhaps it's the further isolation
in the recording studio or perhaps it's the total freedom that going solo
allows. The sounds are drone-inducing [as always] but very economically
used. Most of the record sounds almost as if it were processed through
a cooling fan. It's almost as if on this record, Roberto wanted to stick
to only what's essential. In a very non-threatening way, this is an absolutely