HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, vol. 2: PFM

Friends, welcome to the first block of a pleasant little column that, I warn you, should be taken in minimal doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by great DeBaser fans who occasionally like to stick two fingers down their throats, here I am to propose a few carefully selected listens concerning the disgusting side of the production of some Italian bands that truly made the History of Italian Music, offering, once upon a time, quality music with potential international appeal, only to fall into the swamps of a low-quality discography that rendered them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of fans from back in the day.

Give voice to the foul trumpets, let’s go...

Chi ha paura della notte?

How many times did we shout at them during concerts... and they just went on with their selebrescion...