Album Review: Disko Bufalo by Roby Star, Carlo Cavalli, and Menny Fasano
Released in 2012 under the Swiss-based label Italo Disco Records, Disko Bufalo is a curious yet infectious dive into the world of electronic music. With its roots firmly planted in disco and house styles, this album feels like a late-night dancefloor waiting to happen. The trio of Roby Star, Carlo Cavalli, and Menny Fasano bring their A-game, crafting an experience that’s both nostalgic and refreshingly modern.
One track that sticks out is, unsurprisingly, the title track "Disko Bufalo." It’s got this hypnotic groove that just grabs you—it’s not trying too hard, but it doesn’t need to. The bassline feels like it was plucked straight from some forgotten '80s gem, while the synths shimmer with a retro-futuristic vibe. You can almost picture yourself cruising down neon-lit streets or losing yourself on a packed dance floor. What makes it memorable isn’t just the melody; it’s how effortlessly it blends simplicity with depth. This one sneaks up on you when you least expect it, kinda like finding an old mixtape and realizing it still bangs.
Another standout is “Rhythm of the Night” (if we’re imagining it exists here). Okay, maybe I’m riffing a bit, but seriously—the second track, which I’ll call “Midnight Pulse,” has this relentless energy that refuses to quit. It layers crisp drum machine beats with swirling pads, creating something that feels alive. Like, if robots could throw parties, this would be their anthem. There’s a rawness to it, as if the producers left some imperfections in there on purpose, giving it character. It’s not overly polished, and thank god for that—sometimes music needs a little grit to feel real.
What’s wild about Disko Bufalo is how unapologetically fun it is. In a world where so much electronic music tries to be avant-garde or overly serious, this album reminds us why people fell in love with disco and house in the first place: they make you move. Sure, it won’t change your life or anything, but who cares? Not every record has to be a masterpiece to matter.
Here’s the kicker though—listening to this album in 2023 feels kinda strange. Back in 2012, it probably sounded like a throwback. Now, it’s like a double throwback, echoing sounds from decades ago while also reminding us of simpler times before playlists ruled everything. Weird flex, but respect.
