HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, vol. 6: Alan Sorrenti
(Derogation from the usual listening of expired Italic groups like milk opened last month, this time it's the turn of some distinguished gentlemen in solo outfits...)

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the sixth block 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 with the hobby of occasionally sticking two fingers down their throats, here I am to suggest a few selected listens concerning the disgusting side of the output of some Italian groups or solo artists who have truly made a mark in the History of Italian Music, once offering high-quality music with potentially international appeal, only to later fall into the slough of a very low-quality discography that makes them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.
Time to blow the stinky trumpets, let’s go...

We are at the abomination, I challenge anyone to prove me wrong, we are on the brink of vomit...

Alan Sorrenti - Creature Celesti