Album Review: "Fast Backward I Come To Darkness" by Upraiser Thoqy
Released in 2011 under Slovakia's Rawr Records, Fast Backward I Come To Darkness is a hardstyle masterpiece that punches through the mundane with its raw energy and unapologetic intensity. The album leans heavily into the electronic genre, but it’s not just another run-of-the-mill collection of beats—it’s got teeth. Tracks like “Fast Backward” and “I Come To Darkness” stand out as sonic landmarks, each leaving an indelible mark on listeners who dare to dive into their relentless rhythms.
Let’s talk about “Fast Backward” first. This track kicks off with an almost chaotic urgency, like someone hitting rewind on life itself—except instead of panic, you feel exhilaration. The kick drums are sharp, almost industrial, while the synths spiral upward in ways that make your chest vibrate. It’s one of those tracks you don’t just hear; you feel it. Every beat seems intentional yet wild, pulling you deeper into its vortex. If this song were a person, it’d be the kind who walks into a room and demands attention without saying a word.
Then there’s “I Come To Darkness,” which flips the script entirely. Where “Fast Backward” thrives on chaos, this track embraces atmosphere. The intro feels eerie, almost cinematic, before exploding into layers of pounding basslines and haunting melodies. You can practically see shadows dancing across the walls when this plays. It’s dark, yes, but not in a way that drags you down. Instead, it pulls you forward, daring you to confront whatever lies ahead. Honestly, it’s the type of track that sticks with you long after the music stops—not because it’s overly complex, but because it taps into something primal.
What makes this album so memorable isn’t just the production quality (which is solid for 2011) or even the technical skill behind it. It’s the sheer audacity of Upraiser Thoqy’s vision. These aren’t just songs—they’re experiences. Hardstyle fans will appreciate the dedication to the genre’s roots, but even casual listeners might find themselves nodding along despite themselves.
Here’s the kicker, though: listening to Fast Backward I Come To Darkness feels less like entertainment and more like therapy. In a world obsessed with polish and perfection, here’s an album that dares to be imperfect—and somehow, that makes it perfect. Who knew Slovakian hardstyle could hit so close to home?
