Album Review: Unable by Uri Track
Yo, let’s talk about Unable, the 2015 banger from Uri Track. This Spanish producer dropped a firestorm of beats under Braxton Records, and it's got that Happy Hardcore-Makina vibe that just punches you in the feels—like, in a good way. It’s wild, chaotic, and somehow still smooth as hell. If you’re into electronic music with heart-pounding kicks and melodies that sound like they were made for running through fields of neon rainbows, this one’s for you.
First off, the title track “Unable” is an absolute beast. The intro hits you with these twinkling synths that feel kinda fragile, but then BOOM—it slaps into gear with drums so sharp they could cut glass. It’s like being hugged by a robot that secretly has feelings. You can’t help but move to it, even if your dance moves are trash. What sticks with me is how it builds up and drops like a rollercoaster—you think you’re ready, but nah, it gets you every time. That breakdown halfway through? Chef’s kiss. Pure euphoria wrapped in basslines.
Then there’s another standout (I won’t name it because spoilers), but dang, this one feels like a sugar rush mixed with existential dread. The melody loops around your brain like a catchy jingle you can’t shake off, while the beat keeps pushing forward like it’s late for something important. It’s messy in the best way possible, like someone threw glitter and lightning bolts into a blender and hit puree. Every time I hear it, I picture myself racing through Tokyo at night, dodging vending machines and karaoke bars. Weird visual, I know, but that’s what Uri Track does—he paints pictures with sound.
What’s cool about Unable is how raw it feels. Like, you can tell Uri wasn’t tryna impress anyone; he just wanted to make people feel alive. And honestly? Mission accomplished. Listening to this album is like drinking five energy drinks at once—it’s too much, but also exactly what you needed.
So yeah, if you’re into music that makes your soul vibrate faster than your phone on full blast, check out Unable. Just don’t blame me when you start hearing these tracks in your dreams. Oh, and fun fact: Spain really knows how to do electronic music right. Who knew?
