Open Spaces - Open Spaces Album Review: A Wild Ride Through Italo House Chaos
Alright, buckle up. Open Spaces by Open Spaces isn’t just another electronic album—it’s a raw, unfiltered punch to the gut that leaves you questioning everything you thought you knew about Italo House and Techno. Released in 2019 outta Italy, this thing hits like a freight train with its relentless beats and mind-bending grooves. Labels La Bella Di Notte and Interactive Test didn’t mess around when they backed this beast, and neither did producers Franco Falsini and Riccardo Falsini. Oh, shoutout to Banana Joe for the design concept too—clean but weirdly hypnotic, kinda like the music itself.
Now let me break it down for ya. This album ain’t perfect, but damn if it doesn’t stick to your brain like gum on a hot summer sidewalk. Tracks like “Worldbit Generation” and “X In The Underground” are burned into my skull, and here’s why.
“Worldbit Generation” is straight fire. Like, I don’t even care how cheesy that sounds—it’s true. The track starts off slow, teasing you with these eerie synths that feel like walking through an abandoned warehouse at 3 AM. Then BAM! The beat drops, and suddenly you’re not just listening anymore; you’re living it. It’s got this gritty, almost industrial edge mixed with classic Italo vibes. You can practically smell the smoke machines and sweat from some underground club while it plays. Every time I hear it, I wanna grab whoever’s next to me and scream, “THIS IS IT! THIS IS THE TRACK THAT MATTERS!”
Then there’s “X In The Underground,” which feels like the evil twin of the first one. Darker, dirtier, angrier. If “Worldbit Generation” is the party starter, this one’s the moment when things get weird. The bassline throbs like a heartbeat on steroids, and those chopped-up vocal samples? They sound like ghosts trying to tell you secrets you’re not ready to hear. By the end, you’re either dancing like a maniac or staring blankly into space wondering what the hell just happened. Either way, mission accomplished.
The rest of the album keeps the energy high, though nothing else quite reaches the same level of insanity as those two tracks. “Artist In Wonderland” has some trippy moments, and “Spinners Of Faith” brings back that old-school techno vibe, but honestly? Those are more like background noise compared to the chaos unleashed earlier.
So yeah, Open Spaces is messy, loud, and occasionally over-the-top—but that’s exactly what makes it unforgettable. It’s not trying to be polished or pretty. It’s raw, real, and refuses to hold your hand. And honestly? That’s refreshing as hell in a world full of cookie-cutter EDM crap.
Here’s the kicker though—listening to this album made me realize something kinda messed up. Music doesn’t always have to make sense to be good. Sometimes it just needs to hit hard enough to leave a mark. So thanks, Open Spaces, for reminding me that art doesn’t need permission to exist. Now go crank this sucker up and lose yourself in the madness.
