T. Raumschmiere is a tattooed techno rock and roller named Marco Haas. Pictures of him speak tomes. Screaming, drenched in sweat, donning a mesh trucker hat with his own "Anti" logo, he stands above a set of boxes, tweaking knobs, flipping switches - T. Raumschmiere is bringing life to a frankenstein monster of sound, and he's going absolutely bat-shit in the process.
Monstertruck Driver is a single featuring two tracks off of the full length 'Radio Blackout', plus two remixes. Ok, the remixes aren't hot. Actually, quite mediocre. But fer phucksake, the two album tracks are pure balls to the wall electro-tech-pop-rock. Stupid words to describe such an awesome sound, Monstertruck Driver is insane.
The title track is actually quite playful, infusing analog riffs with thousands of watts of power. You can hear the humm and fuzz of all the excessive electricity. Bouncing along like a clown at a redneck rave, the title track makes use of heavy filters and fatty sounds to propel the track into a repetitive frenzy. But as the track goes on, all that electricity starts to deteriorate and break up the sounds, and the track eventually ends up left lifeless on the slab.
With the second album track (The Game is not Over), T. Raumschmiere's frankenmonster not only comes to life, but it gets up screaming and pumping its huge analog fists. This is the story of a terrifying rock and roll disaster. Not exactly in English, not exactly NOT in English either, it is difficult to tell what the hell is going on at any given time. With all the distorted yelling, this monster comes into the world angry and wanting to tear some shit up. And when the track is playing in full force, with the volume cranked to 11, so do I.
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