Mechanism by Future Fate: A Synthwave Joyride You Didn’t Know You Needed
Alright, buckle up, because Mechanism by Future Fate is one of those albums that sneaks up on you like a rogue synth arpeggio at 2 a.m. Released in 2018 under the label Future Retro Music (how’s that for fitting?), this Aussie-born gem dives headfirst into the neon-drenched world of synthwave. It's not just electronica or electronic—it’s an unapologetic love letter to retro futurism with enough beats to make your heart race and your feet move involuntarily.
Now, let’s talk tracks. The album kicks off strong with “Legend of the Okimrah,” which sounds like what happens when someone tells Daft Punk they need more lasers and cowbell. This track sticks out because it feels like a cyberpunk fever dream wrapped in chrome-plated basslines. Is "Okimrah" some kind of mythical robot overlord? No clue. Do I care? Absolutely not. All I know is that this tune had me pretending I was cruising through a pixelated cityscape while dodging hovercars. Like… chef’s kiss.
Then there’s “Decypher.” Oh man, where do I even start? If glitchy hooks were currency, Future Fate would be millionaires after this one. It’s got this infectious groove that worms its way into your brain faster than malware on a dodgy USB stick. There’s something oddly satisfying about how the layers build up—like solving a puzzle but way cooler because no one asked you to. Every time it comes on, my cat gives me this look like, “Are we hacking the mainframe again?” Honestly, she might be onto something.
The rest of the album isn’t slouching either. Tracks like “Dangerous Data” keep things fresh with pulsating rhythms that scream ‘80s arcade vibes, while “Infinity Tech” closes the show with a vibe so smooth it could sell sunglasses. But here’s the kicker: Mechanism doesn’t try too hard to reinvent the wheel. Instead, it polishes the heck out of it and rolls downhill with style.
So, what’s the takeaway here? Well, listening to Mechanism feels like finding a forgotten VHS tape from the future—you’re not sure who made it, but damn, does it slap. And honestly, if Future Fate ever decides to drop a sequel, I hope they name it Moar Mechanism. Because sometimes life needs more cowbell, lasers, and questionable spelling.
Final verdict: 9/10 glowing Tron discs. Just don’t blame me when your Spotify Wrapped starts looking suspiciously neon next year.
