ARBE GARBE (BAD WEEDS in the friulian language): a cultural, musical and language mixture from the borders between Italy, Austria and Slovenia. Folk, punk, garage, electro & acoustic played to make people dance and think, to have party and to melt cultures, but most of all to tell stories.


The band grew up in 1994: the first intention was to use the power of traditional music to make people dance and have party: the musicians were all convinced that folk music was becaming too much intellectual and was loosing the contact with people. Their name, “Bad Weeds” in the friulian language, remarks the bondage of the band with its land. They began playing all around (over 400 concerts in 14 years) beginning from pubs and small villages fairs and concluding with big festival in Italy (Folkest, Onde Mediterranee, Etnica, Ariano Folk Festival, Mediterran Festival), Europe (Switzerland, Austria, Slovenia, Sweden, Croatia, Serbia, Bosnia, Spain) and South America (Argentina and Uruguay).
Almost all the songs are written by the band, the lirycs are both in Friulan, Italian and Slovenian (the three languages spoken in the region). The music is a mix of traditional (violin, mandolin, accordion, flutes, horns) and modern (electric guitar, drums) and is very suitable both for dancing than for listening: the influences come out from every corner of the world but the most characterizing aspect of the band is the mixing of a punkrock attitude with popular roots and lyrics.
In 1998 they won “Premi Friul” (Friulian Festival of new musical trends) with the blues-experimental project “Croz Sclizzaz” togheter with the Friulian poet and singer Fabian Riz. In 2003 the band travelled first in Argentina (Buenos Aires, Cordoba and San Juan), then in Serbia (Refract Festival in Belgrade, Pancevo and Kraguievac). In 2004 Arbegarbe won the “Targa Deganutti” for the best album in the Friuli Region with Iubilaeum and in November the band travelled in Bosnia Herzegovina, Slovenia and Austria. In 2005 they took part at the 1st Festival of Friulian Music in South America: 12 concerts in the main cities of Argentina and Uruguay. In 2006 they won the 1st prize of the Friulian Film Festival and the Trieste Film Festival with the videoclip of the song “Puar Beppin” and travelled in Spain (Bilbao and Vigo) and in Sweden taking part to the Liet Lavlut, the main european festival for songs written in minority languages. In 2007 they opened the summer cultural season of the city of Udine with a live show in Piazza Duomo acclaimed by 3000 enthusiast people and in november they flyied in Australia for a three dates tour that confirmed their ability to warmth every kind of audience in every situation: with Arbe Garbe every concert is a party!
All over these 12 years several apparitions in the national broadcasting (Rai 2 and 3, both Radio and
Television): Caterpillar, Fuorigiri, Follie rotolanti, La Storia Siamo Noi, Nu Roads.



Written By: ARBE GARBE

(translation by “Barbe” Sandri Donati – Melbourne)

Look at him there – he’s so drunk and wasted he can barely stand
Look – he’s fallen into a ditch
He doesn’t even know that he’s already more that half dead
Give him something to drink,
Something that’s strong, somethingh that burns,
he won’t know
and make him pay,
a condemned man gets no credit.

Boots coverei with foul mud
Crowned with a mangle of moss
An empty bottle of grappa
Drained to the very last drop

Under a stone or in the middle of a bush
Those vacant eyes look at you
Let go your fear, and start to pray
For the Cossak soldier

Pray – prat for the Cossak soldier
Pray – for no one will remember him
Pray – for no one will weep for him

Your prayer will start the dance
He’ll leap high; He’ll leap strong
But it’s a dance of death.

miralo allá, no está ni siquiera en pie
borracho ninguno lo querrá recordar
miralo allá, arruinado en un arbusto
no sabe ni siquiera que está ya bello
y aquella bota dentro del cerco
coronado con un copete de especias
y una botella vacía de grapa
doblada un poco más allá
dale de beber al soldado cosaco
ropa que quemas, ninguno la querrá recordar
hacelo pagar al soldado cosaco
no puede dejar cuentas pendientes un condenado
debajo de una pidra o en medio de unos espinos
aquellos ojos desorvitados te mirarán
no temas y comienza a rezar
por el soldado cosaco
comienza a rezar por el soldado cosaco
comienza a rezar ningunoquerrá recordarlo
comienza a rezar por el soldado cosaco
comienza a rezar poque ninguno querrá llorarlo
una plegaria con buen ritmo
que comienzará al son de la danza
se levantará alto, se levantará fuerte
y un baile de muerte

Lucas Sebastián Tadeo


Written By: ARBE GARBE

I’m crack in the wall, I’m a open vein, I’m an angel of a dying god,
I’m rabid dog, a silent whisper, a cramp for atwisted body
I’m a blind hawk, a spark falled into the water, I’m a bush in the middle of the track,
I’m a bride without the ring, I’m a lullaby that doesen’t make you sleep
...I’m oly spume that will disappear in the dark
I’m a bride without the ring, I’m a useless lullaby, I’m the hunger for a fetty,
I’m a swearing nun, I’m the priest that love her,
I’m only versed water, like St. Vitus’s dribble, I’m a blooding rosary, I’m the brench chopped from the tree,
I’m the scream that you can’t shout when the pain is in you
I’m only spume that will shine into the dark


1996 - DEMO! - Autoproduced
2000 - JACUME! - UPR Folkrock
2004 - IUBILEAUM - Musiche Furlane Fuarte
2006 - LIVE IN FESTINTENDA - Musiche Furlane Fuarte
2008 - BEK - Musiche Furlane Fuarte

Listen: www.arbegarbe.con

Set List

in our set we play 2 hours of songs written by the band with only 2 exceptions: MI-La (a traditional friulian song rearranged) and White Man in Hammersmith Palais (Clash)