HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, vol. 6: Alan Sorrenti
(Exempting the usual listening to expired Italic bands like milk that was opened last month, this time we have some distinguished gentlemen in solo attire...)

Friends, welcome to the sixth installment of a delightful little column that I warn you should be taken in minimal doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by excellent DeBaserians who occasionally indulge in a bit of self-induced vomiting, here I am to propose a few selected listens concerning the disgusting side of the production of some Italian groups or solo artists who have truly made their mark in the History of Italian Music, once offering quality music with potentially international appeal, only to then fall into the muck of a low-tier discography that makes them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.
Let’s give air to the foul trumpets, let’s go...

We’ve reached the abomination; I challenge anyone to prove me wrong, we are on the brink of vomit...

Alan Sorrenti _ Non So Che Darei 1980