noise, destructive behaviour, hatred, sadness, gridlocked and incapable of self reflection, sleeping just to suddenly wake up to see whats left of us.... and in the end there is only hope? [basementgrrr] returns one year after the soul striptease of hurt, and is set to prove again hes not a man to play it safe: considerably harsher than its predecessor, destroy everything largely discards harmonic electronica and opts for a bleak dark ambience interrupted by upfront guitar riffs and electro sequences atop shuffled drum beats. the sound may change, the invariable in the output of [basementgrrr] is the authentic, heartfelt nature of his music: a storyline of struggle, self-doubt: should one react to the hostile nature of society with retreat, turn up the volume so i can not hear the world scream? the noise of destruction in a distance + pitbull is the entire album in a nutshell: a desolate monochrome soundscape breaks into a driving drum pattern and a build-up of aggressive sequences. some moments of relief are found nevertheless, as in the downbeat elegance lazy shiny god or the almost dreamy post-rock meanderings of aeons and leaving is not the answer – which leads to the conclusion of hope, a majestic, grave outro, carefully forward-thinking, but not promising it would be easy for sure.
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