Turn off that sound
For I cannot hear my soul
I’ve been busy not to lie for a minute
But I cannot help myself
At just twenty-four, Matt Camillo stands with one boot in Rome and the other in London, balancing the brimstone of post-punk with the bubblegum bite of ’60s girl groups. A self-styled polymath (producer, singer, multi-instrumentalist) Camillo debuts with Scrape Me Away, a jagged gem that tips its hat to The Smiths, genuflects before Sonic Youth, and slips into the bruised romanticism of Jeff Buckley.
Scrape Me Away is no love song; it’s a low-lit lurch through the frayed fringes of affection, where cruelty masquerades as playfulness and longing festers into something more raw. Camillo croons through clenched teeth, circling questions of connection and collapse. Is it safer to step back, or to bleed in full view? The answer, it seems, lies in the emotional loop; the musical loop; the lyrical scratch that never quite heals.
The track arrives tethered to a DIY video co-directed with Francesco Drazza that captures Camillo’s persona in motion: wiry, weary, and wide-eyed.
Watch the video for “Scrape Me Away” below:
With a spring tour simmering and Blond Miss Thing poised to pounce, Matt Camillo throttles trends, dragging cool by the collar through corridors of romantic collapse and raw confession. Last year, he packed London rooms with little more than word-of-mouth and warbled truth. Now, he’s setting sights on his native Italy, where he’ll swing between stripped-down solo sets and full-band firepower. Remarkably, his shows sold out before a single song officially saw daylight…a rare feat in an age of oversaturation and algorithm!
The tour will climax with two homecoming nights at QUID, Rome’s hallowed haunt for the indie faithful. There, beneath the red lights and reverberations, Camillo returns not in retreat, but in triumph.
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