Heat Fandango

Underground rock with acid and decadent blues veins, a garage punk look that flows into a rough, direct and essential sound. Pressing guitar riffs, an obsessive rhythm and sound carpets of an old Farfisa exhumed from a remote flea market accompany stories of everyday life, of neurosis, of desire for redemption, sung with disenchantment, or screamed with the anger of those who, like all of us, lives this claustrophobic present.