Magnetic Field by Hinode: A Techno Journey That Sticks With You
Let’s cut to the chase—Hinode’s Magnetic Field is one of those albums that sneaks up on you. Released in 2018 under Germany’s CORRESPONDANT label, this blend of Electronic, Pop/Rock, and straight-up Techno vibes feels like a late-night drive through neon-lit streets. It’s moody, it’s raw, and yeah, it’s got a heartbeat you can’t ignore.
Now, let’s talk tracks because not all songs hit the same way. "Broken Shells" slapped me right in the feels—it's haunting but beautiful, like staring at something fragile yet sharp enough to cut you. The synths build slowly, almost teasing, until they explode into this lush soundscape. You don’t just hear it; you feel it. Like, damn, man, what even is that drop? It’s hard to explain, but I remember thinking, “This would be perfect for when life feels too heavy.” And honestly? Sometimes music just gets it, y’know?
Then there’s “Toxic Hill,” which hits different entirely. If “Broken Shells” is introspective, this one’s aggressive—a punch in the gut wrapped in dark beats. There’s an industrial edge here, like machinery grinding against your eardrums, but somehow it still grooves. It’s unsettling, sure, but also kinda addictive. Every time I listen, I imagine some dystopian rave where everyone’s dancing like no one’s watching, ‘cause who cares anymore? It’s messy and chaotic, but isn’t that kinda freeing?
The rest of the album keeps the energy alive with tracks like “Render” and “Be Near Me,” both solid in their own ways. But these two—“Broken Shells” and “Toxic Hill”—are the ones I keep coming back to. They stick to my brain like gum on hot pavement.
Here’s the thing about Magnetic Field: it doesn’t try too hard to impress you. Instead, it pulls you in quietly, almost uninvited, and before you know it, you’re hooked. Listening to it feels like finding a hidden corner of Berlin nightlife that only locals know about. It’s intimate, weird, and maybe a little broken—but isn’t that what makes it real?
Oh, and fun fact? After hearing this record, I started noticing how magnets work around my house. Weird coincidence or cosmic connection? Who knows. Maybe Hinode planted that thought in my head after all.
