Untitled by Alessandro They & Matteo Ramenzoni: A Raw, Unfiltered Blast from 2003
Alright, let’s get straight into it. Untitled by Alessandro They and Matteo Ramenzoni isn’t your typical "safe" electronic album that politely asks for your attention—it grabs you by the collar and shakes you until you listen. Released in 2003 under TEKNE.Rec (UK), this sucker dives deep into Techno, Minimal, and Electro vibes without apologizing for being so damn relentless. It’s raw, gritty, and kinda feels like someone threw a bunch of circuits into a blender and hit "puree." And honestly? That’s what makes it stick.
Now, I gotta shout out two tracks here because they’re burned into my brain like bad tattoos—“Zero Gravity” and “Bees In My Head.”
First up, “Zero Gravity.” Holy crap, this one hits hard. The beat is cold, mechanical, but somehow still alive, like it’s mocking you while you try to keep up. There’s no room for chill; it just barrels forward with these razor-sharp synths slicing through the mix. You can practically feel the air thinning as if you’re floating in space, except instead of stars, there are strobe lights flashing in your face. This track doesn’t care about your comfort zone—it wants to drag you out of it kicking and screaming.
Then there’s “Bees In My Head,” which sounds exactly how its title suggests: chaotic as hell. Imagine glitchy bleeps buzzing around your skull while some sinister bassline hums beneath it all. It’s not pleasant, but that’s the point. It’s disorienting, invasive even, but once it clicks, you realize how perfectly crafted the chaos is. Every buzz, every stutter feels intentional, like the producers were daring themselves to push boundaries. Spoiler alert: they crushed it.
The rest of the album—“Mobile Suit,” “Fossilii,” and “Mussaka”—keeps the energy going, though none hit quite as hard as those two monsters. Still, the whole thing flows together like one big industrial machine grinding away at your sanity. By the end, you’re either gonna love it or hate it, but you sure won’t forget it.
So yeah, Untitled might not be everyone’s cup of tea, especially if you’re looking for something polished or predictable. But if you want an album that takes risks, pisses on convention, and leaves you feeling like you’ve been electrocuted in the best way possible, this is it.
Final thought? Listening to this record feels like stepping into a dystopian future where robots have taken over—and honestly, I kinda dig it. Maybe too much.
