Ah ah ah ah what a time! A group caught between: the poor harbingers of Elio&le-s.t. and our local wave-punk subproletariat. And yet they have stormed the scene for years. At times, due to a general "indiscipline," they also remind one of Fugs and David Peel, certainly immersed in the reality of ten years later. They remain, whether we like it or not, in the annals of Italian music. I liked them in these early records like this "Inascoltable," well inserted in the metropolitan Indian climate of the moment... when commitment and "reflusso" (a term created ad hoc by the media) alternated in commanding our senses, which were already under considerable pressure from a thousand other things happening when you're a young adult or still a teenager. ;) Skiantos - Permanent Flebo - Inascoltable