Review Summary: The music will make your computer overheat.
We all know how cliché it is to begin an album review with "how could I put the music of [artist] into words?" but I hope you'll pardon me if I utilize that phrase. Take a listen to any five minutes of this new album from Ruby My Dear and you'll hear exactly what I mean. He is not the only example of an artist fusing breakcore, baroque music, and metal.
Igorrr does the same thing, and the two artists often work together. Ruby My Dear is absolutely the most diverse example of this style, though. His contemporaries either stray farther into the realm of pure breakcore/IDM, and others recruit a drummer to assist with more genuine metal music. This new album,
Brame, is an astonishing example of an album being right in the middle of that spectrum.
The track
Asile a la Plage is likely a good example of this awe-inspiring style. It features vocal samples that sound randomly tossed into the mix on first listen, but upon further examination, it is revealed that each minor detail like that is meant to add to the idea of how weird the album is. This same track prominently uses samples of a woman crying over delicate guitar-plucking. Those same samples are further twisted and mangled to create tracks bordering on unholy terrain. The song
Charade is another fine showcase of this, with all those genre-defying changes. Skip 30 seconds ahead in the song and you're in an entirely new world. Pinpointing certain songs to represent the whole album feels like a fruitless endeavor, though. That's because every song on
Brame sounds like this.
There isn't a single moment to be heard when Ruby My Dear somehow drops the beat or flow of any track. Even on the slightly less ferocious songs like
Mini Short or
Zeste Incest are still beautiful spectacles of his talent. In fact, the verity that nearly every song is just as heart-pumping as the last does make it a bit much to endure. It all blurs the line between blastbeats in metal and pencil-down-a-heater-vent snare rolls. The album, as a whole, could possibly benefit from being a bit more grounded in one style. It will lunge at any influence that comes near it, tear it to pieces, then move on to the next one.
If anything brings down
Brame in a scale, it is that; it spends so much time trying to blow your mind that it somehow sounds less human. A listener simply does not have time to relish in any particularly good moment, no matter how many of those moments are present here.
