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Archimusic: se i grandi della musica Pop Rock fossero case

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Federico Babina è un architetto e illustratore italiano, una delle menti creative e geniali di cui andare fieri in tutto il mondo, nonchè ideatore e creatore del progetto A R C H I M U S I C.

Archimusic è un progetto grafico a base di disegni minimalisti e altamente concettuali che illustrano case immaginarie dedicate ai grandi personaggi della musica Pop Rock internazionale, da David Bowie ai Beatles, dai Nirvana ai The White Stripes.

Musica e architettura sono intimamente unite da una connessione cosmica.
Entrambe sono generate da un codice e da un ordine basato sulla matematica e sulla geometria.
Ho disegnato l’architettura degli edifici partendo dal pentagramma musicale, come metafora delle fondamenta:
il ritmo dell’architettura nasce e si modella sul pentagramma musicale.
Il colore e le differenti sfumature della musica plasmano le forme ed i volumi

Space Oddity, David Bowie
This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating
in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
David Bowie

No Surprises, Radiohead
With no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
Such a pretty house
And such a pretty garden

Radiohead

Let It Be, The Beatles
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shines until tomorrow, let it be
The Beatles

Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls
swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year,
running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears.

Pink Floyd

Smells Like Teen Spirit, Nirvana
With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Nirvana

Song 2, Blur
When I feel heavy metal
And I’m pins and I’m needles
Well I lie and I’m easy
All of the time but I’m never sure when I need you
Pleased to meet you
I got my head done
When I was young
It’s not my problem
Blur

Seven Nation Army, The White Stripes
I’m gonna fight ‘em off
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I’m talkin’ to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
The White Stripes

Every Breath You Take, The Police
Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I’ll be watching you
Police

Bohemian Rhapsody, Queen
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright’ning me.
Galileo.
Galileo,
Galileo figaro Magnifico.
I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
Queen

Rehab, Amy Winehouse
They tried to make me go to rehab
I said, no, no, no
Yes, I been black
But when I come back, you’ll know, know, know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I won’t go, go, go

Amy Winehouse

Hey Joe, Jimi Hendrix
Hey Joe, where you goin’ with that gun of yours?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand, oh
I’m goin’ down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin’ ‘round with another man

 Jimi Hendrix

Billie Jean, Michael Jackson
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
Michael Jackson

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