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Once there was a voice that vibrated the strings of the soul, now annihilated by sequences of soporific and often useless notes. He was once a great who sang rock with anger, now he pleases grandmothers with that look of a doting father.
Once there was a voice that vibrated the strings of the soul, now annihilated by sequences of soporific and often useless notes.
He was once a great who sang rock with anger, now he pleases grandmothers with that look of a doting father.
Discover why this Francesco Renga album disappointed fans and critics alike—read the full review and listen for yourself!
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