xikers have already established a tradition of including at least one song on each album that I must skip for my own well-being. Last summer, that track was Koong. Now, it has a sibling.
I appreciate the energy here and I assume that’s why it would appeal to some listeners. If you enjoy being shouted at for three and a half minutes in increasingly monotonous rhythmic patterns, you’ve found the right track. It’s the equivalent of standing in a circle and smacking each other to release the nerves before a big performance or game. It’s designed to release your energy and anger and excitement, and I get that. Functionally, I guess it works. But for this exact type of song to hit me where it counts, I need more interesting production, more varied flow and a greater sense of humor. Red Sun simply hits with brute force. That quickly becomes repetitive, even with a solid vocal-led interlude at its center.
Hooks
6
Production
7
Longevity
7
Bias
5
RATING
6.25