Everything is meant to decay; nothing, from life to love, can stop the power of death and time.
This album is a passionate depiction of a rotting relationship, portrayed through the burning passion between two young teens and a powerful feeling of dehumanization. And it hurts: the strength of each scream, the sincerity and informality of the lyrics, the whining guitar riffs filling the background at times, the longing and lust for the escape of nature that can be found in the climaxes of ... read more
Give me some months before I decide to come back to this and focus on the lyrics so I can get some ratings higher. Every time I check this album it just feels like if the Cry of Fear soundtrack was turned into the most nihilistic album of all time.
I could literally update my scores someday and make this a 100 without feeling like I'm making a bald move.
Quadeca strikes as powerful as a wave in this ocean-themed journey that feels like diving deep inside a rotting tale. The production is beyond masterful, with each song portraying an inmeasurable palette of sounds; the narrative is also easy to get dragged into and the consistent state of deterioration and rising dread leads up to one of the best album closers of this decade. ... read more
Quick recommendation from @angeadrel!
Brief, digestible and sweet older Willy Rodriguez vibe; that's about it
Drug Bug continues to develop his own path in music throwing at us for no reason at all one of the best songs of 2025, nice.
- Title track works as a temporal (I hope so) magnum opus; feeling slightly inspired from Dish Rags (from Wetdream)
- Kerosene is your standard generic rock song with nothing exceptional going on
- The interlude is just a pretty and faint detail that serves as a small break
- And the last track seems to be in the same kind of style as Drug Bug's first LP
Overrall, ... read more
A snack with a contundent flavour, a bag of candy, a sweet and spicy mix of doodles composed by two of the greatest masters of experimental hip hop out there.
Danny's goofy as FUCK style plus Peggy's infinite energy and adaptability gives us an overstimulating and complex mess of old samples mixed with newer electronic elements that conform the shape of one of the most unique albums of the decade. There's no stopping in any song, no room for breathing.
And there's no ... read more