From Russia With Breakcore: A Chaotic Love Letter to Sonic Mayhem
Let’s get one thing straight—Vandvl’s From Russia With Breakcore isn’t for the faint of heart. Released in 2018 on MNMN Records NetLabel, this Russian-born beast is a relentless assault on your eardrums and soul. It’s breakcore at its most unhinged, blending glitchy madness with moments so raw they feel like they were stitched together from scraps of abandoned dreams. If you’re looking for chill vibes or something to play during dinner, turn back now. This album will eat your expectations alive.
The tracklist reads like a fever dream: titles like "Ulitki Pod Gribami (Do You Know How The Snails Under Mushrooms Are Covered By Veil Of Moist Tenderness?)" and “Breakcorefamily Tits Shaker” make it clear Vandvl doesn’t care about fitting into any neat little box. And honestly? That’s what makes it unforgettable.
Take “We Eat Delicious Stars”, for example. Man, this one stuck with me. Imagine being launched into space—not the serene floating kind, but the chaotic, spinning-out-of-control type where every molecule in your body feels like it's vibrating at warp speed. The beat hits hard, stuttering unpredictably while synths spiral out like fireworks gone rogue. There’s beauty hidden in the chaos though; halfway through, there’s this weirdly tender moment that sneaks up on you. Like catching your breath after running too fast—it’s fleeting but oh-so-satisfying. Tracks like these remind me why I fell in love with electronic music in the first place. It’s not just noise; it’s emotion cranked up to eleven.
Then there’s “Hackers-Fuckers.” Holy crap, talk about an adrenaline rush. From the second it starts, it grabs you by the throat and doesn’t let go. The drums are jagged, almost feral, like someone took a sledgehammer to a drum machine and liked what came out. But beneath all the aggression, there’s this dark humor lurking around. Maybe it’s the title, maybe it’s the absurd energy, but listening to this feels like hacking into a system only to find yourself trapped inside it. You know you should be scared, but instead, you’re laughing maniacally because WTF else can you do?
What really struck me about From Russia With Breakcore is how personal it feels despite its mechanical roots. Every track has this sense of urgency, like Vandvl needed to purge something deep within. Whether it’s anger, joy, frustration, or some combination of all three, the emotions bleed through even when the BPMs blur together.
And here’s the kicker—this album kinda reminds me of those old Soviet-era posters with bold slogans promising revolution. Except instead of overthrowing governments, Vandvl seems to be trying to overthrow whatever boring notion of ‘music’ you had before hitting play. By the time you reach the end, you realize it wasn’t just an album—it was an experience. One that leaves you covered in digital sweat and wondering if snails under mushrooms really are as tender as promised.
So yeah, give this a spin if you’ve got guts. Just don’t blame me if your speakers explode.
