⚡ Crashing Out is the latest release from House Of Style Music Productions, delivering pure Russian Hardbass in its rawest, most uncompromising form. This is not just EDM — it’s a weapon for the underground.

At the center of the track are sharp Slavic female vocals — aggressive, commanding, and impossible to ignore. Whispered in the intro, chanted in the builds, shouted in the drops, and growled in the peaks, her voice cuts like steel through the pounding bass. Between the fire, a deep male growl erupts at peak moments with the only words that matter — “RUSSIAN HARDBASS!”

Нет выхода. Только вперёд. (No exit. Only forward)

The sound itself is relentless:
Kicks: distorted, pounding, and driving at full force.
Basslines: heavy, rolling, and sidechained to crush every beat.
Synths: classic donk tones layered with metallic stabs, cutting through the chaos.

This release comes with three versions:
Original Mix — the pure destructive essence.
Remix — a reimagining that twists the chaos into new form.
Extended Remix — stretched and built for the rave floor, relentless from start to finish.

Crashing Out is more than a track — it’s a manifesto of the underground. For late-night basements, for packed warehouses, for crowds that want to scream with every drop. Sharp vocals, raw bass, Slavic rage: this is proper Russian Hardbass.

Crashing Out

The final track is the sunrise anthem of the album. After the darkness, rage, and chaos of the earlier songs, this is the release: a euphoric Psytrance celebration of unity, love, and transcendence. The vocals are chants of hope, the story is about collective rising. It’s the promise that after the fire, there is light.

Its purpose is to close the journey with hope. It’s about healing, togetherness, and the reminder that we ascend higher not alone, but with love guiding us. A festival anthem meant for sunrise — the moment when the night gives way to day, and struggle turns into freedom.

Rise Above - Psytrance (Original)

This track is rage turned into community. It’s about pride, fire, and stomping through life with noise as armor. The chants and growls represent not just aggression, but a bond between those who survive together in chaos. This is Slavic stomp culture turned into survival anthem.

Its purpose is collective strength. It says: even if the world burns, we stomp harder, louder, prouder. This is hardbass not just as a sound, but as a declaration of identity and resilience.

Hardbass Pounding Through My Chest

After speed comes release. Neon Roads is the first moment of reflection on the album, where scars are no longer cages but guides. The female vocals here are vulnerable yet strong, telling a story of rebuilding and reclaiming freedom after collapse. The male bridge, harsh but liberating, declares that fear has no hold anymore. This song’s purpose is healing: the reminder that rebellion is not only destruction but survival, the act of walking forward even when the past burns behind you. In the album arc, Neon Roads is the rebirth — the place where rebellion finds meaning in freedom, not just chaos.

Neon Roads - Cyberpunk Drum & Bass (Original)

From the weight of systems, the album explodes back into speed. Night City Drift is the anthem of chaos driving through neon streets — a reckless ride through a cyberpunk city where nothing is free but motion itself. The male vocals are gritty, describing the hunger and danger of the city, while the female hook floats mocking above it, pointing out the cost of chasing ghosts. This song represents defiance as movement — refusing to stop, refusing to be caught. Its purpose in the album is adrenaline: to show rebellion not just as resistance, but as raw speed, escape, and survival in the city’s electric veins.

Night City Drift - Cyberpunk Drift Phonk (Original)

Here the album reclaims violence, not as satire but as pride. Hardbass Battalion is a stomping war cry — the unity of friends, chaos, vodka, and rage crashing together as defiance against everything outside. The female vocals are fierce, claiming ownership of the night, while the male chants turn every stomp into a march. Its purpose is solidarity: the battlefield of the dancefloor where no system can reach. In the album story, this track is rebellion made physical, a call for all who rage to stand together and fight through music.

Hardbass Battalion (Original)

The darkest rendering of Monopoly Gods. This version turns the satire into dystopia, where greed becomes religion and markets are prisons. The industrial textures make it feel like a ritual inside a collapsing machine, with the female vocals haunting and the male whispers cold as law. This track is the descent — the place where the listener confronts how deep the cage goes. Its meaning is simple but brutal: money as god, greed as law, freedom sold for profit. In the album arc, it’s the point where rebellion is forced to look the enemy in the face.

Monopoly Gods - Cyberpunk Industrial Darkwave VIP

This is the album’s pivot into satire and fury. Monopoly Gods is a hard dance sermon against the worship of money and the corporations that treat people as cattle. The male chants mock the faceless powers that tighten chains, while the female vocals slice through like defiance rising inside the machine. Its purpose is clear: to turn anger at control into energy on the floor. The story isn’t just about greed — it’s about awakening, realizing the “gods” we bow to are nothing but illusions. On the album, this is the point where rebellion gains direction, a rejection of systems that profit on silence.

Monopoly Gods - Hard Dance (Original)

The remix is not just a rework, it’s a darker mirror of the same message. Where the original is flamboyant and colorful, this version doubles down on raw aggression, stripping away polish to leave behind the bones of defiance. The message remains: no gods, no fear, no cage. But here the anthem becomes more militant, as if the same night has shifted from party to uprising. The remix shows that freedom is not always bright — sometimes it’s jagged, violent, and carved out of chaos.

Rave Stage Anthem (Remix)

This is the spark that lights the album. Rave Stage Anthem is pure chaos and color, a track about taking control of the night and declaring the dancefloor as sacred ground. The male chants strike like orders — a commander tearing open silence — while the female vocals embody the fearless rave queen, radiant, untouchable, and alive in neon light. The story here is about freedom through performance: stepping into the spotlight, throwing fear aside, and living without restraint. It’s a reminder that on the rave stage, every stomp is rebellion, every chorus a scream that no cage can hold us. This track sets the tone for the album — unapologetic, theatrical, and untamed.

Rave Stage Anthem

Here, the satire is twisted into something mocking and surreal. The phonk 808s slam beneath vinyl crackle while the female hook taunts listeners: “Dance for the money, crawl for the feed.” This version embodies consumerism’s carnival mask — flashy, plastic, fake fun hiding the nightmare underneath. The male chants drag it back into harsh reality, showing how easily joy gets turned into profit. Its purpose in the album is to reveal how rebellion must also laugh at its enemies — to mock, expose, and tear them down with parody until the system looks ridiculous.

Monopoly Gods - Drift Phonk / Bubblepop VIP

🔥⚡ Concrete bass 🧱🔊 Endless night 🌃🌑

I’m not here to fit into genres — I’m here to break them. From 🪩 bass house sweat pits to 🌀 psytrance spirals, from 💀 Russian Hardbass war cries to 🌃 cyberpunk drift phonk nights, my sound is chaos in motion.

808s distorted till they bleed 🔊, donk bass stomping through concrete 🥾, neon synths burning like chrome fire ⚙️🔥, and vocals cut short, filthy, and raw 💋. Every track is built like a weapon — something you feel in your chest before your ears.

This isn’t just music for playlists. It’s music for everywhere the bass can shake the walls: 🏚️ abandoned warehouses, 🚧 back-alley raves, 🌌 night drives under neon skies, 🎧 headphones at 4AM when the world feels too heavy. It’s for freaks, queens 👑, rebels, dreamers, loners, lovers, and anyone who refuses to sit quiet. It’s not about fitting in — it’s about feeling alive. Every drop is rebellion, every synth a spark, every kick a heartbeat.

Vodka shots and bass drops 🍸💣, sweat and freedom, chaos and connection — if you feel it, you’re already part of it. And if you’re here, you already know: the walls won’t hold, the night won’t end, and the system won’t win.

Crashing Out

Kessek

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