NoGuRu is traffic jam, bus lost along with opportunities.

Street life from Milan, discordant out of habit and necessity schizophrenic, a slowdown in the metro, sharp guitars and sour saxophonist shouts and broken rhythms then shoot up fast as only acid punk can do then slow down almost to faint, with voice beating time and talking ‘bout asphalt dreams.
A project that would also have something to say, but not in the way many expect.
NoGuRu born to disturb the conversation.
NoGuRu for now only knows what doesn’t want to be.
Do not put it as music background at a dinner with friends.
Not good to relax after ten hours of work.