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Too dumb to be a real poet, too smart to be a rocker. Straight outta late ‘90s, Gammon provides a bizarre mixture of indie rock, blues, vintage electronica and spoken word (in italian). Born near Milan, he’s just locked n’ loaded to be booked for marriage parties, funerals, bar/bat mitzvah and carwash opening! Low prices, old but gold, people.
Just image a kinda of poker between Jim Jarmush and David Lynch in an old dusty diner, close to the freeway. The odd guy kickin’ the slot machine is Mark Lanegan in person, while Johnny Dowd is cleaning the tables. It’s damn hot insidie, people doesn’t wanna go to work tomorrow... got it?