Angelspit - Cult of Fake

Angelspit has long been one of the most original industrial projects out there, due mostly to the fact that they can jump between concepts with startling consistency. Cult of Fake is arguably Angelspit's most ambitious album, because from start to finish it fits not only a theme, but a concept and a style.

I'll cut to the chase for anyone who is wondering. Yes, if you're a long time Angelspit fan you're going to LOVE this album, but not for the reasons you think. Opposed to the more direct and blunt approach, Angelspit has threaded this album with surprisingly subtle class. The production is tight, glossy and ready to infiltrate any club, anywhere. On the kickstarter for the album Karl declared "Fuck art, let's dance!" and while you can definitely dance to this album, the genius of it lies right there. It's disarming. Like pop songs that get stuck in your head only for you to find out that the lyrics mean something entirely different than what you thought, Angelspit invades with the promise of having a good time even though these are some of the darkest Angelspit songs ever.

One of the big selling points was that Cult of Fake would be using samples from earlier eras mixed with club beats. I was skeptical on how that would sound, but to my delight, it mashes up perfectly. It's simultaneously polished and rustic. Most of these songs would fit in any typical dance club.

Despite the modern sound, It's not hard to get 90s punk rock vibes from Cut of Fake. None of the lyrics are filler, it's all fuel for thought and that's something that has always made Angelspit special. The Dichotomy is amazing between thought-provoking and butt shaking; what better way to appeal to the herd then to act like one of them?

The songs stand by themselves pretty well, especially 'Thank You For Your Cooperation', 'New Devil', 'Breath', 'Sky High' and 'On the "List (She's Not)'. 

The only song I had a problem with was 'Out for Blood', which felt a little too outside of the realm Cult of Flesh had created. Ironically, I thought it was TOO much of an Angelspit song. I doubt anybody else will have the same issue though; it's still a solid song.

'My Little Blade' is worth noting, just for being batshit crazy. Imagine if Angelspit produced a broadway musical of American Psycho, and you'll have a pretty good idea of what insanity occurs in the song. It was unexpected, but super welcome.

All in all, Cult of Fake is a fun, intelligent satire on society lost.
Apr 25 2016