The Recording Cabinet of…

I was reading about Elfo Recording Studio. Well, not exactly reading about it but saw the above-the-fold pic of the exterior at Dezeen in my Googlefeed and liked it, a raucous but curiously comforting jumble, like several 1960s elementary school kindergartens cut up and reboxed. Comforting in the way that public school was comforting when you didn’t belong to that school and were just loitering in the flat land no financing for play equipment let’s just tear out all the trees and call it a day playground.

I’ve not a clue who is the architect, Romolo Stanco, but he designed this building.

Clicking on the post at Dezeen, the below-the-fold pics appear and, to tell you the truth, as best as I can see from these pics, what pops to my mind is what this will look like in five short years and it’s likely not to be very pretty.

Recording studios seem kin to H.o.p.’s play doh sculpting clay. Add air and in five years it all falls apart regardless–but studios aren’t just showpieces of course, they get serious-hard wear and tear and too shortly tend to crumble if not attended to with fanatical fastidiousness and Better Homes and Gardens building materials and carpentry of long bygone eras. At first it’s just like, “Oh, look, Auntie Idyllopus’ sleeve is coming off her shirt, but let’s be polite and ignore it,” then when you next see her it’s, “Poor Auntie Idyllopus, her clothes inside out, trailing the bathroom around on the vestigial heel of her shoe. Whatever happened?”

Then I go visit Elfostudio’s website and…I I I, well…I…well….uhm…how much money have they poured into the building and they have a crappy, free Bravenet hit counter and a BRAVENET GUEST BOOK?

Did they blow all their money on the architect and have none left for good web design??

Then ’tis occurs to me that perhaps the studio’s interior design is intended to court now this senile Auntie Idyllopus ambiance in an effort to camouflage the then later decay which will be undoubtedly encouraged by lack of custodial care.

I don’t know anything about Elfo. Keep that in mind. It’s probably a great place and when I’m dust on the wind the studio will be an Italian National Treasure or something, still standing strong, a testament to the vitality of what will by then be styled Callegari Acoustic Baroque.

You see, the client was Alberto Callegari.

I look up Alberto Callegari and it all begins to make some sense to me.

And maybe just a bit of a nod to this.

Dear Callegari. I love the exterior of your recording studio. Please be kind to it and bless it with a shade nicer website.

Or not. I don’t care. OK? I like the building’s exterior. I’ve not a clue what it sounds like. I don’t care what it sounds like. I was just, “Look, visitors to my blog, pretty picture of Elfo at Dezeen.” And then, “Oh, wow, Bravenet?? All that money for an architect and Elfo has Bravenet message boards and counters?” And then I was, “Wow, band in diapers”, and finally was thinking your studio shouldn’t be named Elfo but The Recording Cabinet of Callegari. That’s all. Good luck.

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Juli Kearns

Juli Kearns is the author of Thunderbird and the Ball of Twine and Unending Wonders of a Subatomic World (or) In Search of the Great Penguin. She is also an artist/photographer, and the person behind the web alter of "Idyllopus Press".

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