ZLEAP's audio Reviews on Newgrounds

[Days Ahead]

You have such a beautiful voice. If it were possible to make love to a sound, it would be that of your singing. I can feel the torment in your voice without hearing a generic "poor me" vibe to it. Sincerity has taken you a long way, along with your incredible voice. I can't say I completely enjoy the music but it was nothing to sit through while you told your story of mortality and human frailty. I did like the classical instruments though.

This song meant something different to me. As a recovering addict of many substances, I'm sure you can make the connection. But it goes much deeper than that. Mental illness burdened me well before the chemicals did. And well after. I'm sure my music reflects this.

[MM1: The Resurrection Prayer]

This one took me to one of the darkest corners in my mind.

Let's say, for the sake of the fantasy, that I'm fucked up to chain someone up in my basement. I would keep them in complete darkness and blare this track for a month straight. Did I mention they were naked? Yep, naked. If they haven't gone completely mad yet, I'd press play and see them in another month or so.

My imagination is unhealthy at times.

Anchorwind responds:

This response made making this track worth it, by itself.

[MM1: The Living and Breathing Machine]

I don't know how your music kick starts my imagination. Don't stop.

While listening to this, I involuntarily imagined a massive Mother Machine in her final stage of production/repair. Millions of worker machines scurrying about her body, preparing to unleash her upon the world.

Anchorwind responds:

"I don't know how..." Yes you do. We tell stories with our sounds, reflect upon moods and explore concepts. At times it may not even be a choice, or a conscious effort: it's just what we do.

[MM1: Enter The Mother Machine]

I'm extremely grateful that today wasn't the day I started taking hallucinogenic drugs again. Well, the day is still young. At :32 the track switched gears on me and really took off. I didn't know what to expect from there.

The dense wall of sound really makes this work. I like how it can either smack you in the face or swell up from below. Very disorienting and chaotic. The ambiance really sucked me into a daydream.

Anchorwind responds:

Thanks for taking the time to review. The Smacking of Faces and Swelling up from Below are both intentional. At this point in the Mother Machine story, Having just been revived, she's in full pursuit mode: it's the creepy-look-out-behind-you-here-she-comes section followed by the burst-into-the-room part.

[Get ready to rumble]

I have mixed feelings about dubstep. It's a dangerous genre. At times, it feels like a mindless, cookie cutter type of audio. But there are moments when I'm thoroughly impressed with the use of that format. And this is one of them.

The chorus really ties everything down and makes it complete.

[NG: The Challenge (AW|RX)]

It sounded as if the softer elements of this song were fighting it out with the guitar for dominance on this track. It was a good mix of the two though. I was kind of waiting for it to explode into a metal frenzy but it never came. I suppose it served it's purpose and left me at the edge, waiting for more.

Anchorwind responds:

I love metal frenzies when done right. I'm glad you enjoyed, and thanks for taking the time to review.

[Marx (Spiderbee)]

I enjoyed this thoroughly. Although, I didn't get full blown happiness from the track. Yes there are plenty of elements to it that would suggest it but things like the synth that runs through it takes my mind to darker places. It's almost like you think you're happy but a constant in your life is always fucking you over. Just when you think you are happy the pain returns, making you shy from happiness all together.

It's that, or I've translated your song to fit my own psychological problems.

Great job!

LuigiofDarkness responds:

Thank you very much. :D

[Guardian Angel]

This seemed sincere. Straight from the soul. Good job.

[This my Jam]

DOOM

[MM1: The Burning Facility]

This wakes the pyromaniac in me. It speaks to it. It tells it to cleanse by fire. Purify the world.

Anchorwind responds:

Mother Machine cleanses. Mother Machine rebirths. We are all but specks of stardust, fighting the inevitable, failing away against that which we do not resemble or understand.