Max Pezzali / 883 - Cumuli (Official Video)
#Canzonidrogate
The big-busted Barona who was never there and my dad's porn
But also piles of stuff and swords,
The community, temptation now and then
And the emptiness that never gets filled
P.S: thanks to @[Ahahahahuhih] for the tip!
 
Artimus Pyledriver - Dixie Fight Song

Artimus Pyledriver - Swamp Devil - Promotional Video

Atlanta - Georgia. Early 2000s

An EP and an album... they’re probably dead by now or in terrible shape

Five Most Noble alcoholics, dirty, stinky, and defiant…

I would have loved to see them in a pub tearing everything apart—actually, even more than that—

Stoner.southern-blues, raw and primitive Rock’n’Roll, as taught by the Noble older brothers…

Whisky flowing without a break... maybe “sipped” in true Tarantino fashion…

#garagedintorni

(448)
 
Ocean Drive

The rest of the album is useless.
 
Diorama
Another round, another gift: but here it has to be said that it’s not just the shitty song, nor the album; it’s really the entire discography of this group of these fucking posers that sucks (when I was 20 I liked them a lot, today every song of theirs sounds like total crap to me) regalo:
 
2.35
Spacemen 3
 
 
Cash In

#unochenonsiannoiavaperniente

An almost impossible attempt at a semi-serious journey through the discography and countless collaborations of Steve Gadd, in an almost chronological order
1976(46) PHOEBE SNOW - SECOND CHILDHOOD
 
What God Wants, Pt. III

Everyone knows that Waters is not my Browning on marijuana, but this album just popped up—by chance—from the vast musical archive on my iMac.
I didn’t remember it at all: back then I must have listened to it once or twice, if that, so I decided to take an hour and sprawl out with my headphones on tight.
Here we go.
Nothing can be heard, yet the timer has clearly started.
After several seconds, you start to hear something that sounds like the beginning of "Shine on you crazy diamond." Alright then.
Then suddenly I jump up from the couch like a freaked-out cat; with the first note I recognize him, it’s HIM: I had no idea he played on this album!
Which turns out to be much more interesting and complex than I remembered, and I’m rediscovering it little by little…
Bravo Ruggero: sometimes a bit goofy, certainly not a great instrumentalist or even much of a singer, but always brilliant. affatto: LUI:
 
 
Ligabue - Ho perso le parole (Radiofreccia)
Let's continue with the series: shitty music (which is easy with trap, less so with other genres) serie:
 
Snarky Puppy - Tio Macaco

And I’m dedicating it to them anyway, even if they told us all to fuck off!