Album Review: 破壊的創造 (Destructive Creation) by Akiradeath – A Chaotic Joyride Through Gabber Madness
Alright, buckle up, because 破壊的創造 (Destructive Creation) is not your grandma’s playlist unless your grandma moonlights as a cyberpunk DJ with anger management issues. Released in 2011 under Japan’s Maddest Chick'ndom label, this album slaps harder than a malfunctioning vending machine. It’s got all the goodies you’d expect from Akiradeath: industrial vibes, gabber beats that could wake the dead, and speedcore chaos so intense it might make you question your life choices.
Let’s dive into two standout tracks that’ll stick to your brain like gum on a hot sidewalk:
First off, we’ve got "砂と大儀 (Ozigiri Remix)"—a track so unhinged it feels like someone spilled energy drinks on a drum machine. The remix treatment adds layers of glitchy madness, like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube while being chased by robots. You think you know where it’s going, but then BAM, it flips into overdrive. This one sticks with me because halfway through, there’s this bass drop that hits harder than my cat knocking over my coffee mug every morning at 6 AM. Relatable, right?
Then there’s "Akira The Destroyer", which... well, yeah, the title says it all. If anime character Akira went full apocalypse mode, this would be his theme song. Imagine driving really fast down Tokyo streets at midnight, except you’re in a tank instead of a car, and oh wait—the tank has rocket launchers blasting out gabber beats. That’s this track. It’s relentless, loud, and oddly satisfying, like eating an entire bag of chips even though you swore you’d only have three.
The rest of the album? Equally bonkers. Tracks like “Cyber Terrorist” and “Welcome” keep the momentum going, blending jagged synths with breakneck tempos that feel like they were designed for mosh pits in dystopian futures. Even slower moments like “The After Of War” carry weight, giving you just enough breathing room before dragging you back into the storm.
Now, here’s the kicker: listening to Destructive Creation isn’t just about enjoying music—it’s about surviving it. By the time you hit play on “Week Point,” you’re either ready to conquer the world or crawl into bed and cry. Maybe both. And honestly? That’s what makes it great.
So if you’re looking for something predictable, polished, or easy on the ears, this ain’t it. But if you want an experience that feels like getting electrocuted by a rogue robot, give Destructive Creation a spin. Just don’t blame me when your neighbors start complaining—or when you realize you’ve been headbanging alone in your room for two hours straight.
Final thought: If gabber albums had personality types, this one would definitely be the guy at parties who sets off fireworks indoors. Love him or hate him, he’s unforgettable.
