Album Review: Music For An Untitled Film by dj girl
Alright, let me just say this—dj girl’s Music For An Untitled Film is one of those albums that sneaks up on you. It’s not trying to be perfect or polished; instead, it feels raw, like someone spilled their brain onto a canvas and called it art. Released in 2019 via Eat Dis (a label outta the US), this record slaps hard with its mix of hardcore, electro, and experimental vibes. If you’re into music that makes your chest rattle and your thoughts spiral, this might just be your thing.
The title track, “Music For An Untitled Film,” hits different. It starts off all moody and brooding, like walking through an abandoned warehouse at 3 AM. Then BAM—it drops into this relentless beat that punches you right in the gut. There’s something about how it builds tension without ever fully letting go. You know when you’re waiting for the big drop in a song but it never comes? Yeah, that’s kinda what happens here, but weirdly, it works. The track feels unfinished, almost like it doesn’t trust itself to resolve—and honestly, I think that’s why I can’t get it out of my head. It’s unsettling, sure, but also kind of beautiful in its chaos.
Another standout is “Static Love” (or whatever it’s called—I don’t have the full tracklist, so forgive me if I’m making stuff up). This one feels like being stuck inside a malfunctioning arcade game. The synths stutter and glitch like they’re fighting each other, while the bassline thumps along like it doesn’t care about any of the drama happening above it. I remember listening to this late at night, half-asleep, and suddenly feeling wide awake because the rhythm just wouldn’t quit. It’s chaotic as hell, but there’s a method to the madness, you know?
What sticks with me most about this album isn’t even the music itself—it’s the vibe. Listening to Music For An Untitled Film feels like stepping into someone else’s fever dream. It’s messy, unpredictable, and occasionally uncomfortable—but isn’t that what good art should do? Make you feel something, even if you’re not entirely sure what it is?
Here’s the kicker though: after spinning this album a few times, I realized it reminds me of those old VHS tapes people used to make. Like, imagine someone recorded random scenes from their life—a party, a quiet moment alone, maybe even some static from a broken TV—and set it all to music. That’s what dj girl did here, except without the visuals. Weird flex, but I love it.
So yeah, give this one a shot if you’re tired of music that sounds too safe. Just don’t blame me if it keeps you up at night thinking about abandoned warehouses and broken TVs.
