Frankie Magellano
Frankie Magellano

Frankie Magellano is indecent and brazen, brilliant in his vulgarity; certainly, ethics is a word to which, at least in his lyrics, he doesn't seem to be a slave; in fact, he uses rough and ironically filthy language, unafraid to throw sordid remarks at mothers, daughters, cousins, and friends. 

His narratives are accompanied by a pleasant heavy blues. The intro is a Texan electro beat built on the sampling of Bob Dylan's "Tombstone Blues," full of bang bang bum bum bang bang; then the uncensored narratives begin, told by a limp, hoarse, and mocking voice: "Bid Spencer" is a parody of a not-too-attractive janitor; "Le cose che avevo" smells of adultery, here presents the nastiest person one could know while in "Panna" emerges Frankie's stubbornness offering a noir ballad typical of Capossela, with a drunk and in love chorus. The deliberately unsuitable interludes for any audience are also the pearls of this album: "Frankie Magellano" is an absurd tropical-disco beat that presents the character in question, degenerating into stadium chants and various nonsense. "Homer" is the apotheosis of silliness, a bouncy funky blues, while "Stelle" is a very warm and pornographic tropical-blues.

We can define Frankie as a vaginal assassin: in the final track "Dalla torre Eiffel" he explodes with his perversion; bass touches, a wild west guitar, and his lustful gaze overseeing the pussy of the entire world. Frankie Magellano have a minchia like a vulcano.