Rising from Maryland, alt-rap/punk artist BruceBan$hee is brewing in the underground. Not only is he just another face in the DIY scene, he’s a one-man creative army, channeling every ounce of raw emotion, frustration, and self-discovery into his work. From writing and producing to recording and designing his visuals, BruceBan$hee’s world is self-forged. His project, “Teenage Angst,” released in November last year, is a visceral declaration of identity, chaos, and catharsis that sits somewhere between a mosh pit and a midnight confession.
At first listen, “Teenage Angst” hits like a punch of distorted energy wrapped in emotional honesty. The production crackles with punk grit and rap swagger, while the vocals shift between feral screams, melodic croons, and rapid-fire bars. The project’s DNA is threaded with the restless pulse of Nirvana’s grunge, the introspective cool of Mac Miller, and the melodic rebellion of The All-American Rejects. What results is something magnetic—unpolished yet intentional, chaotic yet deeply human.
The EP opens with “Finger Food,” an explosive initiation into BruceBan$hee’s chaotic soundscape. The guitars thrash with distorted vengeance as his vocals dart between manic energy and eerie calm. It’s a song that feels like the sonic equivalent of biting your nails until you bleed—nervous, raw, and compulsively real. The production here feels underground in the best way possible, like a live basement recording that captures the energy of a crowd ready to break something.
Then comes “WooHoo!,” a hyperactive burst of punk-rap adrenaline. The tempo is breakneck, and BruceBan$hee’s delivery is all snarl and swagger. His flow is wild and unrestrained, yet controlled enough to ride the beat’s chaos. It’s a track that radiates rebellion—the sound of youthful defiance and late-night euphoria, the kind that turns empty parking lots into stages.
“Dark Woods” introduces a haunting melancholy beneath the mayhem. The production grows more atmospheric, with reverb-soaked guitars and a brooding bassline painting a cinematic backdrop. Lyrically, it feels like a journey into isolation—the space where confidence fades and introspection takes over. BruceBan$hee’s delivery here softens without losing its intensity, his voice cracking with vulnerability that cuts deep.
There’s something paradoxical about “Snow California,” a track that pairs warm, summery melodies with cold introspection. It captures the dissonance of trying to stay high-spirited while the world around you feels frozen. The production is layered with dreamlike synths and subtle percussion, showcasing BruceBan$hee’s skill in creating textured soundscapes. His vocals ride the line between smooth and raspy, balancing beauty and distortion.
“FML (Blunts n Gold)” dives back into the grit with a thick bassline and grimy, smoke-filled production. This track is BruceBan$hee at his most hedonistic—swaggering through self-destruction with a knowing smirk. His delivery is pure punk rap chaos, brimming with confidence and apathy all at once. The mix of distorted 808s, gritty guitar riffs, and layered vocals creates a hypnotic, intoxicating atmosphere that feels like rebellion personified.
With “StrawBerry Blues,” BruceBan$hee trades ferocity for feeling. It’s a heart-on-sleeve moment, blending emo undertones with melancholic melodies. The guitars shimmer with nostalgia, and his voice—aching, imperfect, and human—delivers every lyric like a confession whispered at 3 a.m. There’s a cinematic sadness here that lingers long after the track fades.
Then comes “KIDS!,” the EP’s anthem of reckless youth. The hook is infectious and rowdy, a rallying cry for misfits and dreamers who don’t quite fit the mold. The drums hit hard, and the guitar riffs feel sunburnt and alive. BruceBan$hee’s vocal energy is unmatched here—every shout, every line brimming with the kind of passion that defines the teenage spirit. It’s nostalgia and defiance rolled into one.
Closing the EP, “Without You” is a raw, emotional comedown. The production strips back, allowing the weight of the lyrics to take center stage. His delivery trembles between longing and resignation, echoing the heartbreak of youth—the feeling of growing up too fast, yet not fast enough. It’s the kind of outro that leaves you staring at the ceiling, processing everything that came before it.
From start to finish, Teenage Angst thrives in its imperfections. The production doesn’t aim for pristine polish—it lives and breathes in distortion, feedback, and emotion. Every track feels handcrafted, stitched together with late-night energy and a refusal to conform. The instrumentation—gritty guitars, pounding drums, lo-fi synths, and blown-out bass—matches BruceBan$hee’s vocal unpredictability, creating a sound that’s both cohesive and chaotically alive.
BruceBan$hee isn’t trying to fit into the alt-rap or punk boxes; he’s tearing them open and using the pieces to build something new. Teenage Angst is an unapologetic rebellion against stagnation and a reminder that music still has the power to be loud, messy, and real.
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