Driven by the promise of discovering new talents of the undergrowth India Italy I went to Casa 139, a place where it always comes back happy. After the concert, and NUMA COCOS discover the existence of these twenty-Americans in Nashville, the city of Elvis and the country. They are called Turbo Fruits and have balls, energy, enthusiasm and a great future ahead. A power trio reminiscent of the Stooges and Jam.
Council immediately listen to their Myspace . In particular dwell on "Mama is maid cos' I fried my brain," a hymn. Too bad that the house was about twenty people, half of which Friends of Cocos. Promotion absent. But the boys were not spared, indeed: the accelerator pedal, energy and sweat. Like his grandfather and father Elvis Iggy has taught him. Lesson received, saudade dormant.
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