You can swipe right and left too!
Do it on the dedicated grey bar.
MUD is the almost-instrumental track of the album, born from the mind and Stratocaster of maestro Torresan. A sort of psycho-desert piece where at some point harmonies stolen from a soundtrack by Umiliani or something like that make their entrance. It's a blast for us to play live as well, where the outro often takes on an almost post-rock twist. The lyrics – it's worth mentioning, short but intense – is one of our favorites on the album. cit. Il Rumore della Tregua Fango
Loading comments  slowly

The butcher hung the chickens upside down in the window, indifferent to political correctness; it's always been that way. The "talim" does not allow exceptions "A Red. A yellow. A yellow. A red. A black." the booming, monotonous voice of the "ustad" (the Master) is endless, regardless of whether you… more