Spam-hop? A/B Test-Step? Speak & Spell-House? Battenberg Metal*?
It speaks volumes for both music today, and consumers’ response to it that all of these inane suggestions may well have been formed, admired, mocked and discarded in the past week, and few people would have batted an eyelid.
Therein lies, of course, the maddening beauty and lunacy of new music right now: anything is possible, in any format, and any manner of dreadful and/or lovely music may be a consequence.
So who knows how Nix Wukkas classes himself really? He may well label his spazmoid-heavy, junkshop-cluttered tracks “glitch house” (urgh!) or similar in public, but behind closed doors – well, who knows?
Shuttle-house? Ping-Pong-Hop? Housefire-Breaks?
We may never know. All we do know is that Thrust is clearly the result of hours of experimentation, blind faith and dumb luck: samples flourish and implode at will. The song thumbs its nose at Dubstep with some heavy buzzing noises. Beats judder all over the place, and repeats itself so endlessly that the song eats itself.
Thurst is a partial success, but that’s the point – if this song was complete, it’d be so drearily average.
*As brilliantly suggested by Chris @ Metaphorical Boat