Rebellious & bold

Turns the friction between machines, bodies and power into sound.

The body is driven by hard sequences and finds strength in repetition.

Faster, harder, more distorted techno: the defining sound of the 2020s youth rave revival.

Kicks distorted into a punchy snap and epic melodies, written for tens of thousands to jump at once.

Distorted kicks above 170 BPM, roared vocals and tracksuits: the ultra-fast rave of 1990s Rotterdam.

Russian hard bass: very fast bouncing bass, simple synths and chanted slogans, danced by tracksuited youths in a squat.

Chopped, sped-up Amen breaks over reggae bass, the wild forerunner of drum & bass.

Takes the few seconds a drummer left behind and rebuilds them into new paths for the body.

Every pop element turned up to max: candy tones, pitched voices and glitch noise screaming together.

Ultra-fast hardcore kicks, moe vocal samples and goofy effects, the frantic electronic music of Japan's doujin scene.

Tape hiss, eerie samples and slow, hazy rap: dark hip-hop grown from '90s Memphis underground rap.

Distorted cowbell melodies, blown-out 808s and relentless drive: the go-to soundtrack for drift edits and gym montages.

One guitar riff, a big drum kit and one voice can fill a whole stadium.

When everyday identity is too narrow, create a bolder self in the spotlight.

Three chords, two minutes, hurling anger and jokes at the wall together.

Faster, shorter, harder: songs barely over a minute, shouted vocals and full-speed drums exploding in a basement.

Fast, sweet and loud: three-chord punk with instantly singable pop choruses.

Offbeat guitar "chk-chk" plus horns, bouncy joy you dance with bent knees.

Teenage heartbreak written loud, sincere to the point of shouting your voice raw.

Hardcore's force plus melody and structural experiment, screams and singing tearing at each other in one song.

Punk opened the door; post-punk began asking what else might lie beyond it.

Rock off the mainstream path: more honest, rougher and more willing to experiment.

Quiet mumbling, then a sudden explosion; confusion sung dirty and loud.

Britain sung out loud: anthem choruses, guitar pop and working-class swagger.

No need to please everyone, just tell the truth to the people who care.

Rock shouted out of hutong rehearsal rooms: raw, direct, carrying northern wind and poetry.

Music, body and look become a character together, and that character's fragility is sung to the whole venue.

Distortion, speed and myth turned up to the maximum, making power itself the story.

Big hair, spandex and shout-along choruses, the shiniest party metal of the '80s.

Punk speed poured into metal weight, anger played as the fastest downpicking.

Guitars tuned lowest, voices dropped deepest, sound pressing down like bedrock.

Seconds-to-a-minute explosions compressing hardcore punk and extreme metal into noise bullets.

Down-tuned grooves, rap and turntables brought metal to late-'90s streets and MTV.

Drum machines, noise samples and distorted guitars interlock, like a factory playing metal.

Screams tear the wound open; the clean-sung chorus pulls you back.

Death-metal gutturals plus metalcore breakdowns: guitars tuned to the floor, landing like a wall.

Metalcore breakdowns collide with EDM synths and drops, made for jumping on a rainy rooftop.

Heavy metal guitars and drums with sweet J-pop idol melodies and choreography: cute and violent, both turned up to the max.

Gives a community, a person and a way of life a place to speak on their own beat.

Heavy low end slows time down while fine-grained rhythms keep speeding up between pressure and confidence.

A piercing synth loop, overdriven 808s and screamed vocals: trap written for the mosh pit.

Treats the beat as a vessel for personal language, letting humour, whimsy, melody and different ways of telling enter rap.

London MCs spitting fast over cold 140 BPM electronic beats.

Dialects, local pride and internet memes enter rap, from underground cyphers to variety-show stages.

Writes the tone, rhymes and personal stance of the Korean language into beats the body can hear.

Everything on the one, every instrument turned into a drum.

Traditional corrido guitars with trap attitude and a young voice: new Mexican music sweeping Latin America and the US.

Rapid guitar rasgueado, handclaps and footwork, with a heart-rending voice.

Trumpets and tubas racing in odd meters, like a street wedding that won't stop.