Get Down by Deluxe: A Chaotic Lovechild of Rock and Hip Hop That Slaps Hard
Alright, let’s dive into Get Down, the 2019 album from French outfit Deluxe. This thing is wild—a straight-up collision of rock grit and hip-hop swagger served on a platter stamped “Polydor.” It's messy as hell but in that way where you can’t stop nodding your head or tapping your feet. Like, yeah, it feels like they just threw genres at a wall to see what sticks, but damn if it doesn’t work.
The title track "Get Down" kicks things off with this raw energy that grabs you by the throat. The beat? Insanely infectious. You’ve got these crunchy guitar riffs smashing against tight drum loops while the vocals bounce between rap verses and melodic hooks like some kind of musical acrobat. What stays with me about this one isn’t just how catchy it is—it’s how unapologetically bold it feels. They’re not trying to reinvent anything here; instead, they’re taking two styles everyone knows and twisting them into something fresh enough to slap you upside the head without warning.
Then there’s another banger—I won’t name it because I want you to go dig for yourself—but trust me, it hits different. This track layers funky basslines over chopped-up samples, creating this vibe that’s equal parts dance floor anthem and rebellious shout-out. If you’re listening through headphones, prepare for your brain to get rattled by the sheer audacity of its production choices. Halfway through, there’s this breakdown that sounds like someone took a '70s funk record and smashed it into an industrial blender. And somehow, it rules.
Deluxe doesn’t play it safe on this album, which makes it both exciting and kinda exhausting. But honestly? That unpredictability is what makes Get Down stick. Sure, not every song lands perfectly (there are moments where you might think, “Yo, chill with the overdubs”), but even the missteps feel intentional. It’s like watching a live band lose control onstage—messy yet magnetic.
Here’s the kicker though: after blasting this album five times in a row, I realized something weird. For all its fusion madness, Get Down reminds me less of other bands and more of… traffic jams in Paris. Yes, seriously. Hear me out. It’s loud, chaotic, occasionally frustrating, but also full of unexpected bursts of brilliance that make you glad you stuck around. So next time you're stuck bumper-to-bumper somewhere near the Eiffel Tower, crank this up. Your day might suck less.
In short, Deluxe didn’t come to mess around—they came to throw down. And honestly? We should probably thank them for it.
