One of the biggest Italian disappointments in 30 years. After writing songs for Michele Pecora and Stefano Sani, it seemed (I say SEEMED, okay?) that he intended to be an artist. And from the '85 album with Randy Jackson to "Oro, Incenso...", I almost believed it. Almost, and for this, I spare him. But from the '90s onwards... let's skip it, today it even annoys me to see him on TV. A fraud. He was singing "Nuovo Meraviglioso Amico" for Joe Cocker and then plagiarizing his songs. What a piece of shit friend.
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