Brohug’s Eff Around: A Wild Ride Through Electro House Chaos (2016)
If you’re looking for an album that feels like a caffeine-fueled night out with your craziest mates, Brohug’s Eff Around might just be your jam. Released in 2016 under their own label—because who needs gatekeepers when you’ve got swagger?—this Swedish trio brings the heat with their signature electro house beats. It’s not perfect, but it doesn’t need to be. What it is, though, is unforgettable.
Let’s talk about the title track, “Eff Around.” Right off the bat, this one slaps harder than your ex’s new relationship status. The drop hits you like a rogue wave at the beach—you know it’s coming, but damn, it still knocks you off your feet. Brohug keeps things playful here, layering quirky synths over punchy basslines that make you wanna grab someone by the hand and start flailing wildly on the dancefloor. (Or maybe that’s just me?) There’s something cheeky about how they balance chaos with control, like they’re daring you to lose yourself without losing the beat entirely. Spoiler alert: You will.
Then there’s another banger—I won’t name it because part of the fun is discovering these gems yourself—but let’s just say it’s the kind of tune that makes you go, “Wait, what year is it again?” It’s hypnotic, almost trance-like, until BAM! They throw in some wonky sound effects that feel like someone spilled soda on your speakers (in the best way possible). Tracks like this remind you why Brohug is killing the game; they don’t stick to formulas. Instead, they mess around with textures and rhythms like mad scientists in a lab, and honestly? We’re all better for it.
What sticks with me most about Eff Around isn’t just the music—it’s the vibe. Listening to this album feels like being let in on a secret party where everyone’s invited but no one takes themselves too seriously. And yeah, sure, sometimes the production can feel a little rough around the edges, but that rawness adds character. Like wearing ripped jeans instead of tailored suits—it’s cooler that way.
So, would I recommend Eff Around? Absolutely. But only if you’re ready to embrace the absurdity of life while shaking what your mama gave ya. Just don’t blame me if you wake up tomorrow with sore legs and zero regrets.
Oh, and P.S.—if aliens ever invade Earth, I’m playing this album as humanity’s last stand. If nothing else, it’ll confuse them into leaving us alone.
