VURST by BlackY & Yooh: A Chaotic Masterpiece That Punches You in the Ears
Yo, if you’re into music that’s all over the damn place but somehow still works, VURST by BlackY & Yooh is your jam. Released back in 2016 under Yoohsic Roomz (Japan repping hard here), this album doesn’t just dip its toes into genres—it cannonballs straight into an ocean of styles like Hard Techno, Drum n Bass, Dubstep, Trance, and even some Juke for good measure. It’s messy as hell, but man, does it slap.
Let me break it down real quick. Tracks like “Blastburn (Lapix Remix)” hit you with that Hands Up energy, blending relentless beats with synths so sharp they could cut glass. This isn’t background music; it demands your attention and then slaps you again when you try to look away. Meanwhile, “Sunlight (Ryunosuke Kudo Remix)” flips the vibe entirely—smooth yet glitchy, it feels like cruising through neon-lit streets at 3 AM while questioning every life choice you’ve ever made. These two tracks stick out not because they’re perfect, but because they refuse to sit still. They’re unpredictable, kinda chaotic, and absolutely unforgettable.
Now let’s talk about how wild this whole thing gets. You’ve got Happy Hardcore smashing face-first into Trap on one track, then House morphing into something resembling a robot rave on another. And don’t get me started on “V.U.R.S.T -verticil Phq Remix-”—that beat drop sounds like someone threw a drum machine down a flight of stairs, and honestly? I love it. The sheer audacity of throwing 22 tracks at listeners without giving them time to breathe is both exhausting and exhilarating. Like being chased by a pack of wolves—but hey, at least the soundtrack’s dope.
What makes VURST stand out is its refusal to play it safe. Most albums pick a lane and stick to it, but this beast goes full Mad Max, careening across genres like there’s no tomorrow. Sure, it might feel overwhelming at times, but isn’t that the point? Life’s messy, so why shouldn’t music be too?
Here’s the kicker though: listening to this album feels less like experiencing art and more like surviving a natural disaster. By the end, you’re not sure whether to applaud or call emergency services. Either way, you won’t forget it anytime soon. So crank up the volume, lose your mind, and embrace the chaos. Or don’t. Your funeral.
