Lurking by Sepia: A Dubstep Slugfest That Smacks You in the Ears
Alright, let’s get one thing straight—Sepia’s Lurking isn’t here to cuddle your eardrums. This 2017 release from the UK slaps harder than a bassline at 3 AM in some grimy warehouse rave. Released under Deep, Dark And Dangerous (yeah, that label lives up to its name), this album is pure electronic chaos strapped with enough wobble to make your speakers beg for mercy.
First off, the title track “Lurking” hits like a freight train drenched in shadows. It’s sinister as hell, creeping around your brain like it owns the damn place. The drop? Oh man, it doesn’t just hit—it obliterates. Picture this: you’re walking home late at night, streetlights flickering, and suddenly something cold brushes past your neck. That’s “Lurking.” You don’t hear it coming; it just shows up uninvited and takes over. I’ve had this track stuck on repeat for days because every time I think I’m ready for it, BAM—it punches me again. No mercy.
Then there’s another banger—I’ll leave the name out so you can discover it yourself—but holy crap, it feels like being chased through an alleyway by someone who really means business. The build-ups are slow burns that twist your guts into knots before exploding into these monstrous waves of sound. Like, seriously, how does Sepia even come up with this stuff? It’s not music—it’s a weaponized vibe. Every beat lands like a kick to the chest, and those eerie synths? They crawl inside your head and set up camp.
Now, if you’re expecting sunshine and rainbows, go listen to whatever pop garbage is trending right now. But if you want something raw, dark, and dripping with attitude, Lurking will slap you awake real quick. This isn’t background noise—it demands your full attention. And honestly, I respect that kind of audacity. Too many albums these days try too hard to please everyone, but Sepia? Nah, he knows exactly what he’s doing.
Here’s the kicker though—listening to this album made me realize dubstep isn’t dead. People keep saying it is, but they clearly haven’t heard Lurking. Maybe it’s hiding in plain sight, lurking in the shadows while everyone else sleeps. Or maybe it’s just waiting for the right moment to strike. Either way, this album proves there’s still fire left in the genre. So crank it loud, lose your mind, and remember: sometimes the best things come when you least expect ‘em.
Oh, and PS—if you break your subwoofer blasting this, don’t say I didn’t warn ya.
