On And On (Fears Keep On) by Decadance

Mmmm, delightful ‘dark italo’ from 1983 Italy. Decadence’s one and only release is the vital cut On And On (Fears Keep On), and it can still move a suitably-inclined dancefloor to this day. The Mannequin label here present a reissue of this fine track, freshly remastered and accompanied by its Dub version on the B-side. 12”.

Vinyl 12" £11.99 MNQ 055

12" on Mannequin. Remastered by Rude 66, 2018, Amsterdam. Graphics restored and reworked by Alessandro Adriani.

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On And On (Fears Keep On) by Decadance
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9/10 Ant 07 February 2019

It’s so great to see this record back in print via Alessandro Adriani’s Mannequin label (an imprint doing God’s work over the last few years). An absolute Italo-wave gem from thee absolute vintage year for Italo disco - 1983, originally issued on Proto Records. Decadance were the duo of Franco Rago & Gigi Farina, avid users of the Roland MC-4 Microcomposer and also the producers behind numerous cult Italo disco smashers like ‘Lectric Workers 'Robot Is...' Wanexa 'The Man From Colours' and Expansives 'Life Without You'. Those three tracks alone on your CV is magical, add 'On And On (Fears Keep On)' onto that list and basically, we're talking about two of the greatest Italo disco producers EVER.

This tune leans towards the darker, eerie, brooding, wave end of the spectrum - think East Wall’s classic ‘Eyes of Glass’ and ‘Silence’ rather than the more futuristic hip shakers of the duo's other aliases. As the name Decadance suggests, there’s something very classy, grandiose and elegant about this track. There’s a very classic Italo bassline - the sort Laura Branigan would go on to take into the pop charts the following year with ‘Self Control’, crisp 808, lovely delicate piano touches and cosmic, ethereal synth. I can dig the original mix with the vocal but there’s also the dub mix on the flip that loses the male vocal but retains some of the female vocal parts. So basically, imagine being dissolved on the dancefloor at 4am by a tune somewhere between East Wall meets the cosmic bliss of Charlie’s ‘Spacer Woman’, being blasted in a drug-fuelled toga party in some posh Italian mansion. I can listen to this stuff forever.


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