It Ain't Like in the Movies at All

Take everything good about Azra and make it shit. You may argue that this is a good starting point for someone who doesn't speak Croatian, and I'd argue you're a coprophiliac, because you apparently like shit. It's a double album full of English renditions of Azra songs, meaning it's not a quick ending, but a long torture session. Mišo Hrnjak is long gone, Johnny has gone off the rails and Boris is only here for the money.

It Ain't Like in the Movies at All? Indeed it is not. At least movies are somewhat produced, unlike this.