HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, vol. 3: Banco del Mutuo Soccorso
Friends, welcome to the third installment of a delightful little column that, I warn you, should be taken in small doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by excellent DeBaser enthusiasts who enjoy sticking two fingers down their throats every now and then, I present to you a select few listens regarding the disgusting side of the production of some Italian bands that have truly made a mark in the History of Italian Music, once offering quality music with potential international appeal, only to later fall into the quagmire of a low-quality discography, rendering them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.
Let the foul trumpets sound, come on...
BANCO DEL MUTUO SOCCORSO Paolo Pa
Friends, welcome to the third installment of a delightful little column that, I warn you, should be taken in small doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by excellent DeBaser enthusiasts who enjoy sticking two fingers down their throats every now and then, I present to you a select few listens regarding the disgusting side of the production of some Italian bands that have truly made a mark in the History of Italian Music, once offering quality music with potential international appeal, only to later fall into the quagmire of a low-quality discography, rendering them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.
Let the foul trumpets sound, come on...
BANCO DEL MUTUO SOCCORSO Paolo Pa
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