Horrible! Simply horrible! Facing the band’s name, one could misunderstand this as an honor. But in fact, with Pleasure & Pain we have nothing but musical clichés from the first to the last chord.
This impression doesn’t change after 5 attempts to listen to this CD. Alone the attempt remains. On their seventh longplayer the Italians celebrate an uninspired litany: synth-strings and sawing guitars as back in ‘96, totally pretentious suffering female vocals, and lyrically a deep grip into the rubbish-dump: Rape me, fuck me – Oh, please!
Because of the bad production, I even cannot discover any exceptions. Songwriting mark F. Sit down, again! Not hymn-like enough for Gothic, and way too tame for black-metal
Rock’n’Roll definitely is something different. And if THIS shall be considered as theatre, then at least as a cheesy vaudeville!