It's the insubordination station, putting the audio in audacity and the diss in in discourtesy. This is Songs of Insolence with another hour of brass-necked musical chutzpah. The king, Morricone, has left the room: let the impudence commence.
It's the insubordination station, putting the audio in audacity and the diss in in discourtesy. This is Songs of Insolence with another hour of brass-necked musical chutzpah. The king, Morricone, has left the room: let the impudence commence.