Hogwash
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9:32 in the morning, train leaving right in front of my eyes, well, they won’t be seeing me at university today either. The Vespa roars beneath the player and the road begins to flow smoothly. The player’s screen reads: track 1, Hogwash, "Better So" and the Vespa is at full throttle. At first, it seems as though I have Frusciante’s guitar in my headphones, but an electric voice leads me into a record made of well-structured, laid-back indie rock, the kind that’s so popular in the UK these days. Yet, we're talking about Italy here, you can tell from the brushes on the drums and the melodies that open sweetly only to close a bit too soon within the confines of rock. Sincere is what comes to mind, a sincere sound comes from this player, which pairs well with the Vespa's gears and the thoughts and too many cigarettes smoked this morning, and the black and white photos found on their website, moving images, like in a jazz club, with a good whisky in front and one's own mind.

More sincere than Verdena, whom they supported, and not forcibly attached to synths and impossible distortions that are invading the vans of too many bands today. Instead, you hear Ruggeri’s Gibson (whose first name is also Enrico, and for a moment I thought maybe after "Punk prima di te" he decided to grow a nice Beatles-style mop, but it’s just a case of having the same name) properly used and with that Vintage sound musicians so enjoy. It all opens with a riff that feels like a gentle wake-up call and the album takes you to the end of the day with crickets on the last track dying in the ghost.

Sincere, sincere.