Always Forgotten The Rain: A Hardstyle Banger That Kicks You in the Teeth
Alright, let’s get one thing straight—Freakshow & YunaX don’t mess around. Their 2016 album Always Forgotten The Rain is a raw, unfiltered punch to the gut, and if you’re into hardstyle, this is the kind of record that’ll make your chest rattle like a busted subwoofer. Released under Spoontech Records (Australia repping hard right here), this sucker hits hard with its two tracks: “The Rain” and “Always Forgotten.” No fluff, no filler—just pure aggression wrapped up in pounding kicks and screeching synths.
First up, “The Rain.” Holy hell, this track feels like getting caught in an actual storm—but instead of water droplets, it’s basslines smashing down on you. The build-up? Insane. It starts slow enough to lull you into thinking it won’t obliterate your eardrums, but then BAM—it drops so hard you might need medical attention. What sticks out isn’t just how heavy it is; it’s the way Freakshow & YunaX layer those gritty melodies over the chaos. There’s something haunting about it too, like they’re trying to tell you a story through all the noise. By the time it ends, you’re left drenched—not from rain, but from sweat and adrenaline.
Then there’s “Always Forgotten,” which flips the vibe completely. This one feels darker, angrier even. If “The Rain” is a thunderstorm, this is a full-on hurricane. The melody has this eerie vibe, almost hypnotic, pulling you deeper into the madness before exploding into another face-melting drop. Honestly, this track sticks because it doesn’t hold back—it’s relentless, unforgiving, and leaves you gasping for air. I’ve listened to it at least a dozen times, and every single time, it feels like my speakers are about to explode. Like… what kind of sorcery is this?
What makes Always Forgotten The Rain stand out is how these guys balance brutality with emotion. Yeah, it’s hardcore as fuck, but there’s a weird beauty hidden beneath the layers of distortion. You can tell Freakshow & YunaX poured their souls into this project—it’s not just music; it’s a fucking experience.
So yeah, if you haven’t heard this yet, do yourself a favor and crank up the volume. Just don’t blame me when your neighbors start banging on the walls or your headphones die mid-drop. And hey, here’s a random thought: if aliens ever invade Earth, we should blast this album at them. Either they’ll surrender immediately, or they’ll ask for more. Either way, win-win.
