Three 16s Anima by DJ DAX: A Raw Punch to the Ears
Alright, let’s get real for a sec. Three 16s Anima ain’t your polished, overproduced hip-hop album—it’s gritty, raw, and straight-up unfiltered. Released in 2015 outta the US under no label (yeah, DIY vibes all day), DJ DAX drops something that feels like it came straight from his brain without asking permission first. And honestly? That’s what makes it hit so hard.
First off, "Solo" is one of those tracks you don’t forget. It’s got this eerie vibe—like walking through an empty city at night with nothing but echoes keeping you company. The beat slaps hard enough to make you nod your head but leaves just enough space for the haunting synths to creep up on ya. What sticks with me? How unpredictable it feels. One second you’re vibin', next thing you know the track flips into some weird-ass soundscape that shouldn’t work—but somehow does. It’s like DJ DAX said, “Screw rules,” and just went for it. Bold move, dude. Love it.
Then there’s "Lost (Beach Is Better Remix)." This one hits different. You can tell DJ DAX was tryna mess with your expectations here. The remix gives off beachy chillwave energy mixed with that dark hip-hop edge. Like imagine lying on a beach while someone whispers secrets about existential dread in your ear. Weird combo, right? But damn if it doesn’t stick. The percussion pops in unexpected places, and the chopped-up vocals feel like they’re teasing you. Every time I hear it, I’m reminded why I love music that takes risks—even when it trips over itself doing it.
Now, "Tact" deserves a shout too, but honestly, these two tracks alone showcase DJ DAX’s ability to blend chaos with groove. He doesn’t care if you “get” it or not; he just wants to leave a mark. And yeah, sometimes it’s messy as hell, but isn’t that kinda beautiful?
Here’s the kicker though—what even is Three 16s Anima supposed to mean? Sounds like some pretentious art project title, but screw it, the music speaks louder than whatever cryptic message DAX had in mind. Maybe it’s about souls lost in beats—or maybe he pulled it outta thin air. Either way, it works.
So yeah, this album ain’t perfect, but who cares? Perfection’s boring anyway. If you want something safe, go listen to Top 40 crap. If you wanna feel alive—even uncomfortably so—give this a spin. Just don’t blame me if it messes with your head.
