In my opinion, its peak, along with the subsequent one. Ten pieces that contain, in their entirety, the true hallmark of Ivan: adolescent desolation, the anxieties of the province, the "paradoxical" snapshots of the common man, and so much irony (right from the cover). Music at very high levels, Italian Rock has passed through here too. "And the unease grows inside like a cancer, and there's plenty to let myself go."
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