1968
stuff for bourgeois social democrats and traitors more
Crass
anarchists, that is fascists to be executed in the public square more
Mercanti di liquore
merchants therefore bourgeois shopkeepers and enemies of the people more
Nobraino
The demonstration that Lombroso wasn't entirely wrong and the axiom beard=your band sucks. more
Mercanti di liquore
If only there were so many... more
Nobraino
A beautiful mix between the eighth pavilion and Quintorigo. more
Kevin Ayers
It will never be a goodbye. Indelible. more
Roberto Vecchioni
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 more
Depeche Mode
I like the bass, the voice, and the deliberately (I hope) fake plasticity of everything else. more
Keny Arkana
The little rap that I like... more
Bruce Springsteen
The Boss, there are those who love him and those who have never seen him live in concert! Can you find someone who plays for more than 3 hours past 60? For those who love rock, folk, blues, rhythm'n'blues, his shows are a perfect compendium! The lyrics to his songs are never banal (like our DeFinizioni), so that at any age one can find a song that represents our passions, our ideals, or our faith. A prisoner of r'n'r, born to run but still hasn't stopped. more
Beastie Boys
Three little fools who, when they want to, know how to do what they do. more
Bruce Springsteen -Born In The U.S.A.
So many beautiful memories with this record. more
Heaven in Her Arms
They also take their name from a Converge song. more
milan
Barcelona wins so much. more
Ministri
seen only live... and I feel like saying PURE SHIT... yes, I even sat through the manges when I was drunk... more
William S. Burroughs
"Shit, I'm high, how do I kill time? Yeah, yeah, Joan come here." "What is it, darling?" "Joan, I'm gonna put an apple on your head and then shoot it, someone did it, some asshole Swiss guy, just chill." "Okay." BOOOM! "Fuck, what have I done... and now?... ah, I'm gay, it's true, whatever." more
Heaven in Her Arms
A great bunch of Japanese screamers. more
Elbow
I love them. And it's true love. Not just a hookup. more