Uh oh, it seems this Italian power-pop collective, very much similar to the Netherlands’ Kinderen voor Kinderen, has more depth to its sonic goings on than I first assumed. I am slowly discovering there are deeper layers to the instrumentation and emotions on display, which may warrant further analysis by yours truly.
I was hoping to avoid this.
Saying that, it took me over a year to get to grips with KvK’s output enough to feel confident in writing about them, so do not fear, patient reader, as you still have time to prepare yourselves for my rambling b.s..
I don’t think I needed that second full stop there, but hey-ho.
I swear I’ll go back to talking about movies as soon as this seemingly-endless heatwave in the UK dies out. I still owe you that loving Mission Impossible (1996) retrospective, after all. I just don’t find hot weather conducive to movie-length concentration. I also tend to drink more in order to drown out my. noisy neighbours, who’s vocal chords seem to be powered by the sun’s rays.
So, yes, this should be the last post about Zecchino d’Oro until I become more savvy with their discography. I just wanted to let you know how I was getting along. It keeps putting a big smile on my face, which antidepressants are never able to do. Doctors should write prescriptions for weird foreign power-pop CDs!
May your part of the world be cooler and your neighbours quieter.
Do stay in touch, darlings.
Ciao!
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