Faderhead FH4 4/10 Gothic/Electronica/Industrial

Faderhead FH4 4/10 Gothic/Electronica/Industrial Released: 1st Mar 2013 Faderhead the Hamburg electronic compound, ranging from subtle dark electronic corners, to beat blasting industrial dance has marked a 90 degree unexpected turn with ‘FH4’ Taking a step from the experimental projects of ‘Black Friday’, ‘The World of Faderhead’ and the last timeline, ‘FH3’, ‘FH4’ seems to be a mash of several genres acting on each other. An album of laughter? or one very bad day indeed. The beginning of ‘FH4’ is met by a weird mix of something that seems from rap music as a litteral joke. Looking then to ‘self-control’ the sound produces a mixture a rich cocaine filled rapture, though coiled to old town lyrics, has a little round nail bite of night pictured ahead. Reaching the third track of ‘Take your Fukin’ Meds’ brings the rhythm through to this still blended beat of fear, met with banging for over a minute at the end. Smashed in with the slowdown of ‘Every Day Is One Less’, produces the back feeling of reality, as it grips the walls of the room. Energy spikes back with ‘Dancers’, but the blood repetition is still there, making the cocktail a pure dose of Bad Vodka Redbull, but you still play with it. But straight after you play it ‘Coffee, Sex and Cigarettes’ shivers down your back, with the wrong keys it can only be described as. You should not have shot back the drink… ‘Free’ feels like if one was trying to keep something that doesn’t want to stay, whilst in there narcotic state. After the freedom is made, the aftereffects kick in shot up with ‘No Time to Sleep’. The room starts to spin and speedup, ending with blackout on the bed as anger burns you. ‘Pornstar Dead’ brings the devil caressing your neck, as you finish inhaling your cigarette as the ash hits down onto vodka stained carpet. Standing up he walks over with the deep electronic chorus, stroking the red used skin in the corner, marked with leather. Taking a walk over to the window the bass hits the balcony as the morning starts appearing. After getting a cold wash of water and looking back at the hotel room, the heaviness of reality starts gripping the walls again as ‘What Doesn’t Kill Us’ brings it slowly in with sunlight, with a flashback at midway with high pitched electronics. The Sun has come to wake you, but you don’t want to be woken, so back out the room everything runs with ‘She’s Like Rain and Hate’. But once you have gotten out of the hotel room and into the park the breathing hasn’t stopped and you fall asleep at the end of ‘Death.Robot.Deconstruction’. The arrangement of high winding electronic screams throughout this album, that have scrambled the earlobes and molecules within your cortex are now over. The screams of electronic may have knocked over in the grass, but has been replaced by ear yanking vocals from the ‘Gothsicles’. Some people walking through the park have now just noticed the odd looking mess sitting down in the park, noticing that the chap looks like a bit of a ‘Drunk German Bono’. The day is over. My rating of 4 marks is given also for the reintroduction into the FH line. The thoughts beared are that it does not suit the series. Though if it is to be a mark in the timeline of an artist, then this reason places it here. Compared maybe with certain similarities to Black Friday; FH4 is a much darker day… be advised it won’t be good. Tracklist: 1. Bitches All Know About My Boom 2. Self Control 3. Take Your Fuckin’ Meds 4. Every Day is One Less 5. Dancers (Featuring Shawn Mierez and Shaolyn) 6. Coffee, Sex & Cigarettes 7. Free 8. No Time to Sleep 9. Prnstar Dead 10. What Doesn’t Kill Us 11. She’s Like Rain and Hate 12. Death.Robot.Deconstruction 13. Drunk German Bono (Featuring Brian Graupner of the Gothsicles) .

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