I’m like pressure in your hand
Spray me on the canopy
Look up it depicts what you used to be
Wake up the memory
Los Angeles-based duo FUEDAL merges the steel-lunged thunder of warehouse nights: Berlin’s industrial bunkers, Brooklyn’s warrens, LA’s recesses — with the mechanized melodic punch of Front 242, DAF, Skinny Puppy, Old School Ministry, and Front Line Assembely. After a barrage of powerful singles and EPS, they return with Seam Grip, a propulsive track that plunges into the heartbreak of a toxic entanglement. Innocence tangles with desire, memory blurs under, and the result is both urgent, driving the listener to confront discomfort and longing in equal measure. FUEDAL’s music is no gentle lullaby; it thrums like the echo from a night spent chasing cyberpunk neon and post-apocalyptic decay.
In Seam Grip, the speaker finds themself devoured by the damage another person carries, clutching fragments of broken promises and fantasies. Images bleed together, hinting that truth and dream remain hopelessly intertwined. Through pounding drums and urgent synths, the track captures the tension between want and regret, with every note stinging like a half-remembered vow.
FUEDAL’s style stands apart from sugary pop or formulaic club clichés; it carves out its own coarse lane, beckoning the restless and the resolute. There is no easy release; only the thunderous hum of hearts bracing for the next unstoppable, unyielding, and unending beat.
Max Continuous Power marks FUEDAL’s exciting new release, a vibrant celebration of EBM and industrial vigor. This album, their first with A La Carte Records, is set to make its full impact on May 22nd. In the meantime, listen to “Seam Grip” below:
Forged in sweat and stage-light, Max Continuous Power barrels through themes of futility and masochism with a smirk and a synth line. Percussion pounds like boots on concrete, synths hiss like live wires, and irreverence runs thick through every track. The aim is bedlam: bodies twisting harder, hearts thumping faster, release arriving quicker. It’s rage spun into rhythm, tension turned kinetic. Somewhere in the strobe-lit chaos, you start to ask yourself: when did anger begin to feel like joy? Though Fuedal feels like a return to the roots of North American EBM Industrial from the Wax Trax! Era, fans of newer bands like Schwefelgelb, Kontravoid, and Spike Hellis will find a feral kinship here: unfiltered, unflinching, and made to move.
Stay tuned for more from Fuedal.
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