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"The rock soul marries the ballad soul, and we find ourselves before an oxymoron like I metallari, a song with a title that heralds fireworks, which instead turns out to be a tender and almost childish chant." "It’s the garage of the title, the raw and intensely projected sound like a piercing scream, rarely conveyed with such simplicity and incisiveness by an Italian author."
"The rock soul marries the ballad soul, and we find ourselves before an oxymoron like I metallari, a song with a title that heralds fireworks, which instead turns out to be a tender and almost childish chant."
"It’s the garage of the title, the raw and intensely projected sound like a piercing scream, rarely conveyed with such simplicity and incisiveness by an Italian author."
Explore Ivan Graziani's Ivangarage and dive into a raw, poetic journey of Italian rock - listen now and feel the magic!
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