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Max from Pavia has lost his touch; his stories, drunk on booming banality, are now overused with nothing interesting to save. No inspiration left, indeed, time out.
Max from Pavia has lost his touch; his stories, drunk on booming banality, are now overused with nothing interesting to save.
No inspiration left, indeed, time out.
Read the full review and discover why Max Pezzali's Time Out falls short of expectations.
The title track is a roaring bomb, roaring like the engine of the motorcycle of the young lad who sings it. If the rhythm is exorbitant, so too will be the reaction of those who lasciviously lose themselves in the rhythm.
The title track is a roaring bomb, roaring like the engine of the motorcycle of the young lad who sings it.
If the rhythm is exorbitant, so too will be the reaction of those who lasciviously lose themselves in the rhythm.
Listen to Jovanotti’s La Mia Moto for a joyful blast of 80s youthful energy and nostalgia!
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