Bastard
A raw, self-produced descent into teenage angst and horrorcore. Distorted synths, heavy piano chords, and unfiltered baritone raps recorded in a bedroom.
A raw, self-produced descent into teenage angst and horrorcore. Distorted synths, heavy piano chords, and unfiltered baritone raps recorded in a bedroom.
Provocative debut
Low, distorted piano chords rumble under a gravelly baritone, sounding like they were recorded straight into a cheap PC microphone in a dark suburban bedroom. There is a cold, metallic hiss to the synths that feels like fluorescent basement lights flickering over teenage rage. You are pulled into a claustrophobic therapy session where the beats are clunky, the anger is unvarnished, and the raw, self-taught production scrapes against the ears like rusted iron.
This record plunges into a pitch-black late night atmosphere that feels far more claustrophobic and insomniac than the brighter, more expansive worlds of subsequent releases.
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