Mihassan LP: A Wild Ride Through Post-Punk and Electro Vibes
Alright, let’s talk about Mihassan LP, the 2014 debut from Spain’s own Mihassan. This album is like that one friend who shows up uninvited to a party but ends up being the life of it. It’s chaotic, unpredictable, and somehow completely magnetic. With its mix of Rock and Electronic vibes—think Post-Punk grit meets Post-Rock dreaminess with a dash of Electro weirdness—it carves out its own little corner in your brain and refuses to leave.
Now, I gotta shout out two tracks that stuck with me like gum on a shoe. First up, “Como La Seda.” Man, this song hits different. The opening riff feels like someone just flicked a switch in your soul, and before you know it, you’re nodding along like a bobblehead doll. There’s something hypnotic about how the bassline grooves while the synths swirl around like cigarette smoke in a dimly lit bar. And don’t even get me started on the vocals—they’re raw, kinda haunting, but also oddly comforting, like hearing an old story from someone who’s been through it all.
Then there’s “Ambientador De Pino,” which closes the album on this eerily beautiful note. If you’ve ever driven late at night with no destination in mind, this track will take you right back there. It’s slow-burning, atmospheric, and honestly feels like it could soundtrack a scene where someone walks away into the fog, never to be seen again. The way it builds layer upon layer until it almost overwhelms you? Pure genius. It’s not flashy or loud, but it doesn’t need to be—it lets the mood do the talking.
The rest of the album keeps things interesting too. Tracks like “Para La Causa El Oro” and “Desánimo” bring punchy energy, while cuts like “Muñeco” lean more introspective. You can tell Mihassan wasn’t trying to follow any rules here; they just went for it, and that makes the whole thing feel refreshingly authentic.
Released under Not On Label (because why play by the industry's rules?), Mihassan LP is proof that sometimes the best stuff comes from artists doing their own thing, consequences be damned. Sure, it might not be perfect, but honestly, does perfection even exist? Or is it just another word we use to sell overpriced coffee mugs?
Anyway, if you’re into music that takes risks and doesn’t care much for fitting into neat little boxes, give this album a spin. Just don’t blame me if you find yourself zoning out during meetings thinking about pine-scented air fresheners and existential dread.
