every six months this hellsite rediscovers the brostep versus real dubstep discourse and i am forced to remember that the entire scene is absolutely cooked—we went from moody analog sub-bass cut onto acetate plates in croydon to a legacy-tier shitshow of screeching mid-range frequencies designed to sell energy drinks to teenagers
for the love of god if your drop sounds like a corrupted zip disk trying to mount on a half-baked operating system it is not deep it is just audio bloatware
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