This sounds like the inside of a phone with seventeen tabs open, and I mean that as a compliment. angelrot and skrta make the kind of hyper-digital electronic that could only exist right now, all sugar-rush synths and vocals chopped into pixels, a track titled brb that’s somehow already gone before you catch it. It’s maximalist to the point of being a little unhinged, stacking ideas faster than you can register them, the sonic equivalent of a group chat at full tilt. Half the fun is how willing these two are to sound genuinely abrasive for a second if it means the next second hits harder, which is the opposite of how most music is engineered to keep you comfortable. Under the chaos the drop still snaps together cleanly, and the hook lodges instantly even as everything around it keeps glitching and mutating. I’ve listened five times and I still can’t tell you how long any single section lasts, because the whole thing refuses to sit still long enough to count. This is the online-native sound a lot of older producers pretend to understand and clearly do not. Two and a half minutes, no filler, gone. Catch it before it logs off.
Chrome Daydream
Chrome stars, jelly hearts and holographic colour. A nod to the glossy, optimistic graphics of the early web.