BASS KNALLT

When the bass demands attention more than words, you want to grip the steering wheel tighter and listen to the asphalt respond with vibrations - as if the city had suddenly become a drum. There are no gentle choruses here, only hoarse confidence: 500 horsepower, a burning road and a club that shakes you to your very core. It sounds a little rough and very real - like a conversation in the stairwell that suddenly turned into the soundtrack to a night-time adventure.

The vocals are not about the subtleties of feelings, but about impulse: deciding everything without lawyers, shouting into the mix so that the walls remember. There is something childishly straightforward and harshly ironic about this at the same time - as if someone has once again found a way to feel like the ruler of the street, playfully breaking the rules of decency. Anger and excitement go hand in hand, but not out of malice - out of the need to be heard louder than everyone else.

And in this reckless picture, there is a warm human dimension: a childish penchant for drama, self-love mixed with a love of loud music. After such moments, your head gets a little tired, but a smile remains - like after a successful adventure, where it seems dangerous, but very lively.

Arrangement: DJ TÖRKE

Author: LOKI WITH THE MASK