Album Review: "Electronic Music" by A Number Of Names – Ghettotech That Punches You in the Gut
Let’s get one thing straight—this ain’t your grandma’s electronic music. Electronic Music by A Number Of Names is a raw, gritty slap to the face that reminds you why Ghettotech still matters in 2019 (yeah, it dropped back then, but trust me, it’s still fresh). Produced by Dwin, this US-born beast of an album doesn’t waste time trying to sound “pretty.” Nope. It’s all about chaos, energy, and making you move like nobody’s watching.
Now, let’s talk tracks because not every song on here hits the same way. First up: “What’s My Name?” Holy crap, this track grabs you by the throat and doesn’t let go. The beat? Filthy. The bassline? So dirty it should come with a warning label. This isn’t just music—it’s a vibe. You can practically smell the Detroit streets when this one kicks in. I swear, if you’re at a party and this drops, people will lose their damn minds. It's got that kind of power.
Then there’s “Detroit Rendezvu” (yeah, they spelled it weird, fight me). This joint slows things down just enough to make you think—but not too much, because thinking’s overrated. The synths are hypnotic, looping around your brain until you’re stuck in some kinda trance. But don’t get comfortable—it flips into high gear before you know it, throwing punches left and right. It’s chaotic as hell, but somehow it works. Like, how does something so messy feel so right?
The rest of the album? Solid. Tracks like “Boisonberry Bush” bring the heat, but those first two bangers are what stick with you long after the headphones come off. And yeah, sure, maybe the production could use a little polish here and there, but honestly? That’s part of its charm. It feels real. Unfiltered. Like someone took everything raw and unapologetic about Ghettotech and shoved it into ten tracks.
Here’s the kicker though—why didn’t more people lose their minds over this? Seriously. In a world full of cookie-cutter EDM and boring beats, Electronic Music stands out like a sore thumb. Maybe it’s too wild for most folks. Or maybe we’re all just sleeping on greatness again. Either way, give this album a spin if you want something that actually feels. Just don’t blame me if it ruins other music for you.
Oh, and one last thing—Dwin better drop another project soon. If he doesn’t, I might riot.
