Album Review: Mondays by Maal A Goomba
Alright, let’s talk about Mondays. This 2014 release from Maal A Goomba is one of those albums that sneaks up on you. It’s not just another electronic record—nah, this thing feels alive, like it’s got its own heartbeat. The genre is experimental electronic, but honestly? That label doesn’t do justice to how wild and unpredictable this project gets. Released under Bear Club Music Group in the US, it’s a patchwork of sounds stitched together by different producers, each bringing their own flavor to the mix.
Now, I gotta say, two tracks stuck with me long after I hit pause: "Deja Vu" and "Love Fantasies." Let’s start with “Deja Vu.” Produced by Jeremiah Meece, this track hits hard right outta the gate. There’s something hypnotic about the way the beat loops around your brain, pulling you deeper every time. Like, you think you’ve heard this groove before—but then BAM, some glitchy synth comes outta nowhere and flips everything upside down. It’s disorienting in the best way possible, kinda like when you walk into a room and forget why you’re there. You know what I mean?
Then there’s “Love Fantasies,” which is just... wow. Obey City really brought his A-game here. The track starts off soft, almost dreamlike, but don’t get too comfy because soon enough, layers of sound pile on top of each other until it feels like you’re floating through a kaleidoscope. Halfway through, there’s this little break where everything drops out except for these delicate piano notes. Feels like catching your breath after running full speed—you’re not sure if you should cry or laugh or both. It’s messy, beautiful, and totally unforgettable.
The rest of the album keeps the energy high, with tracks like “Maalapella” showcasing Maal A Goomba’s knack for blending weirdness with hooks that stick. And shoutout to P. Morris and Tom Richman for “YAS,” which somehow manages to feel both chaotic and chill at the same time. But honestly, even though all the songs are solid, it’s those moments in “Deja Vu” and “Love Fantasies” that keep me coming back.
Here’s the thing about Mondays: it’s not perfect. Some parts might feel jarring or unfinished, but maybe that’s the point. Life ain’t perfect either, especially on Mondays (lol). What makes this album special is how raw and unfiltered it feels. It’s like Maal A Goomba grabbed a bunch of mismatched pieces and said, “Let’s see what happens.” And damn, did it work.
So yeah, if you’re looking for an album that’ll take you on a ride without needing a map, check out Mondays. Just don’t blame me if you find yourself zoning out during your next Zoom meeting because you can’t stop thinking about glitchy beats and dreamy synths. Oh, and fun fact—I listened to this whole thing while eating cold pizza straight outta the box. Somehow, it made the pizza taste better. Food for thought.
