This is actually from 1990: The Bronx Warriors too. I'm not sure whether I like this scene or the hot-shit drummer in front of the Brooklyn Bridge, pounding out a disco beat without a care in the world, in terms of weirdly arty and out of place scenes in this flick.
Man, italian cinema really hit rock bottom in the 80s. Sure, there were still some goodies here and there, but everything became just rip offs of Escape from New York, Mad Max and The Warriors.