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Art in pretentious bad taste: that's what kitsch means and that's what Kitsch do. Pure rock in its most anthemic form, period. They didn't sell their souls to the current trends or to the music industry "requirements", none of this capitalism trash. What you hear/see is what you get. And if we love it, I'm sure some other people will as well! And you?

Kitsch started out as a solo project by guitarist/singer/songwriter/producer and Berklee College Of Music Alumnus Edo Faiella. After graduating, Edo went to Italy and began incorporating his passion for dance music and music technology into his pop rock songwriting. Drummer Mario di Napoli immediately jumped in adding his darker influences to the sound.

After spending several months in London, in 2006 the duo recorded a 6-track album, the MirrorBall Ep, and after recording 4 new tracks in February the MirrorBall Ep turned into Let the Show Begin, a full-length studio album released in 2007 through all major online retailers.

In June 07 basser Lucio Pietrangeli joins Kitsch to complete the line up. The trio have spent several months in Berlin working on new tunes and gigging around the city, and relocated to London in early 2008 where they've been honing their live performance playing legendary venues such as the Halfmoon Putney, Bull & Gate, Hope & Anchor, Lark in the Park, Bar Academy to name a few.

In july 2008 the band entered the studio to record Where Our Worlds Collide, the second studio album, mastered by Chris Athens (Coldplay, Jeff Buckley etc.) at Sterling Sound Studios in NYC, scheduled for release in UK in early '09 on You And Whose Army? Records, and currently available on kitsch-music.com exclusively.

"In the realm of kitsch, the dictatorship of the heart reigns supreme. The feeling introduced by kitsch must be a kind the multitudes can share. Kitsch may not, therefore, depend on an unusual situation; it must derive from the basic images people have engraved in their memories". - (Milan Kundera, "The Unbearable Lightness of Being").