Met while surfing on radioactive beaches.

They became great, perhaps incomprehensible.

They have created a kind of mythology around their sound. Each new release is a breath from a Mediterranean civilization lost in the future. Percussions and the smell of tar under the sun among stones of forgotten civilizations.

Donato Epiro, what happened to your group?

4th worldists, long landscapes, plenty of listens to ethno Kraut. Camera open on free landscapes and rhythms that perhaps try to recapture the 1970s Gulf of Naples and hypnotic robotic tarantellas on highways with eyes toward the Berlin Wall painted by spray emotions from multiethnic backgrounds.

I think, I'm convinced that you can't describe music. So if you like, try out this work and if you enjoy it, let me know.

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