OVO
Miastenia

When this duo springs into action, I never know what to expect, or rather, I know what my ears and my nervous system are at risk of!

When the drums start pounding at sonic speeds, when the strictly hyper-distorted guitar begins to moan under blows struck with destructive violence, when Stefania's tortured, high-pitched, and strangled voice starts to emit satanic warbles, when her dreadlocks sound like the strings of a viola, when Bruno starts beating everything around as if they were percussions, when the wall of noise begins to batter your eardrums, it's already too late!

I'm already captivated, ground up, and drilled by the demonic energy of OvO!

Another great album and a major testament to maturity for (in my humble opinion) the best Italian band around!