Free Style 2: Супертанцевальный Сборник – A Wild Ride Through Beats and Chaos
Alright, let’s get this straight. Free Style 2 ain’t your grandma's playlist—it’s a chaotic explosion of genres that slaps harder than most things coming outta Russia these days. With tracks ranging from Euro House to Hip Hop, Trance to Breakbeat, this "Супертанцевальный Сборник" (translation: Super Dance Compilation) is messy as hell but somehow still hits like a freight train. No label backing it? Who cares! This thing breathes raw energy.
First off, shoutout to “Just To Make Ya Move.” Damn, this track don’t mess around. It grabs you by the collar and forces you onto the dance floor. The beat builds slow at first—like teasing you—but then BAM! That bassline kicks in, and suddenly you're losing brain cells while gaining adrenaline. You can hear influences of classic Freestyle mixed with some Electro edge, making it feel both nostalgic and fresh. Honestly, I couldn’t stop bobbing my head if I tried. And trust me, I didn’t try.
Then there’s “B-Boys & Fly Girls (New Remix).” This one screams late-night rave vibes, where everyone's sweating buckets and doesn’t care ‘cause they’re too busy vibing. The remix adds layers of dirty synth stabs and breakbeats that just rip through your speakers. It’s aggressive, loud, and kinda trashy—but in the best way possible. If this song played at a party, people would either start moshing or hooking up. No in-between.
Now, yeah, not every track on here is gold. Some are forgettable filler beats, but when it works, it REALLY works. Tracks like “Electric City” and “Supersonic” bring enough fire to keep the momentum alive even when others fizzle out. Plus, props for throwing curveballs like “Freestyler” into the mix—it keeps listeners guessing what’s next.
Here’s the kicker though: why does an album so wild and untamed exist without any big-name labels behind it? Feels like someone just hit record during a jam session fueled by Red Bull and vodka. But hey, maybe that’s its charm. In a world full of polished, overproduced crap, Free Style 2 reminds us music can still be raw, reckless, and REAL.
Final thought? Listening to this feels like walking into a club blindfolded—you never know whether you’ll stumble into something amazing or trip over drunk strangers. But honestly, isn’t that kinda beautiful?
