The Italian more
Put on any of their albums during your first date and at least the kissing is guaranteed. The rest is up to you. more
When Hard Rock and Progressive make love. more
Our national anthem. more
Now, whether he got burned by a Pine is a well-established fact. However, I still haven't figured out if it fell on his head when he was a child or if he found it stuck in his backside during puberty. more
Because of her, there are dozens of crap videos on YouTube made by pathetic girls defending frocio hotel and various other nonsense. more
One of the most brilliant directors of our time. Almost every one of his works is a masterpiece. more
My ideal man. Give him a can of gasoline and he will burn down the whole world. more
a nice little idiot fresh out of elementary school. more
I quote Venusiano on the Kravitz of the '90s. more
the biggest slacker in the history of rock more
A group that I would gladly set on fire. more
From the third album onwards, they completely went off the rails, but they were a magnificent and captivating band. "Desaparecido" and "17 Re" are essential albums, among the best Italian productions of all time, and Piero Pelù was a badass frontman. more
A fucking drug addict. And so, with so much to say. more
The baroque Sun Kings of the prog. Some forgivable heaviness, the rest is sumptuous elegance. more
The Sky Above Rock more
The musical transposition of the journey (My body that changes) more
Well... total wannabes, extremely pissed off, among the most violent bands to ever emerge in the music scene... more
I hate few people and few music genres, among them I undoubtedly include Lenny Kravitz, who enjoys an uncontrollable hatred from me... and stop acting cool because you suck. more
great musicians, excellent music but sometimes slaves to their virtuosity and whims; it would have been better if they had stopped in '83. more