f I said I didn’t know my boys liked to kiss the sky, I'd be cynical. And silly. We, who are parents, are not deceived. Even if you raise your children with dialogue, freedom and smart phones: once metal has entered, there is evil in the middle. Among so many misfits sustained by me, there were cowboys inspired by distorted and primitive blues, with blocks of striking riffs, musical progress in average time, melodic vocals and retro production. If there was much to be explored - hard rock, psychedelic, acid rock, doom, punk, hardcore, southern rock - there were also plenty of holiday tales, tricks, and interplanetary trips forbidden to minors. Since nobody else is a child here... Feel the good hit of the summer, baby!