Split Wars 015 by Spoiled Pussy vs ToBo – A Chaotic, Industrial Joyride
If you’re into music that feels like it’s punching your eardrums while simultaneously hugging your soul, Split Wars 015 is probably your jam. Released in 2010 on Industrial Noise Records (yep, the label name says it all), this German split album from Spoiled Pussy and ToBo is a wild ride through industrial grit and noise chaos. It’s not for the faint of heart—or the easily startled—but if you dig raw, unfiltered electronic vibes, this one’s worth a spin.
The album kicks off with "Finstere Gestalt" by Spoiled Pussy, and holy smokes, does it set the tone. The track opens with this eerie, almost cinematic vibe—like you’ve wandered into an abandoned warehouse at midnight. Then BAM! The beat drops, and suddenly you're surrounded by layers of distorted synths and pounding drums. What sticks out here isn’t just how aggressive it sounds but also how hauntingly beautiful it feels underneath all that noise. It’s like being chased through a dark alleyway… but kinda liking it? Yeah, I know, weird analogy, but trust me, it works.
Then there’s “Kaufrausch” by ToBo, which flips the script entirely. This track feels less like a horror flick and more like a frenetic shopping spree gone wrong (pun totally intended). There’s this relentless energy pulsing through every second, driven by glitchy samples and jagged rhythms. You can almost picture some dude losing his mind in a neon-lit supermarket, grabbing random stuff off shelves while screaming internally. Like, seriously, who doesn’t need a song about retail therapy turning chaotic?
Now, full disclosure: tracks like “The Hornr” and “Eye” are solid too, but they didn’t leave as big of an impression on me. Maybe because my brain was still recovering from the sensory overload of the first two bangers. Or maybe I was too busy trying to figure out what kind of dance moves would even suit this type of music. Spoiler alert: none. Just flail wildly and call it art.
What I love most about Split Wars 015 is how unapologetically itself it is. It doesn’t try to soften its edges or cater to mainstream tastes—it’s loud, abrasive, and completely authentic. And honestly? That’s refreshing. In a world where so much music feels polished to death, albums like this remind us that sometimes imperfection is perfection.
Oh, and fun fact: listening to this album made me realize something kinda profound. Life’s a lot like these songs—messy, unpredictable, and occasionally headache-inducing—but hey, it keeps things interesting. So crank up the volume, embrace the chaos, and let Spoiled Pussy and ToBo take you on a trip you won’t soon forget.
