Xternals

It all began a night of September, a few years ago, in a lousy pub outside Milan. Do you know the kind of pub you'd never take your date to? Got it. That night Lex, a Gnostic internet-addicted geek whose favourite word was "equilibrium", and Iori, a weirdo talking all the time about how sugar gliders were supposed to become the dominant specie, were by fate at the same table. They spent hours about every band on the planet, strange marsupials, comics, porn and how pop At the Gates' songs were.